Short stories: Unrequited love 51 Articles

by Lord Andros

Six months passed without Drew finding a job. The economy wasn't what it once was and the duty bound job hunter needed to stay in his home town to help his sick and aging parents. Resumes and interviews seemed endless an...read more

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by Greg Winkler

I see her almost every day, but hardly see her at all. In design lab, in arch. history, she is just another figure in space, engaged in the labor of academic survival. But here in the dusk of Pippin's Pizza, under the pudd...read more

by Jasmine Sims

Bubbles He gave her bubbles in her stomach. Not butterflies, not worms, and she had never understood why people used the analogy of insects in their stomach to describe this feeling? She couldn't think of anything worse, a...read more

by Dorothy Baum

I can't remember how long I stood there that day we put Amy to rest, staring at the large ashlar that bore the statue of my wife. I had just finished sculpting it four weeks before, not knowing that it would soon be a part...read more

by G E Barr

There was a hole in her heart and she could feel it. For she had loved him for years and he knew not her existance. He never had heard her voice nor had he looked into her eyes. Nor had he enjoyed her presence. He did n...read more

by Stacey F

It happens every Tuesday, I sit down in my science lesson filled with a mixture of apprehension and hope. I have to sit next to him. Don't get me wrong, he's one of my closest guy mates but I've been in love with him for t...read more

by Gerald Fitz

Angels Are Real It was a busy day at work when I first saw her. She stood about 5'5, caramel colored skin, with a tattoo of a butterfly on her right wrist. And totally out of my league. When Prince composed and sung "T...read more

by Jamyang Zeaba

The Unsung Love... The train began to slow down. As the station loomed forward, he could hear the announcement over the microphone. Finally, the train stopped at the station. He began to gather his luggage which consis...read more

by Ian Yates

His burden is almost over, the end is in sight. He looks up to the summit of the small hill to where the others are waiting for him, they are going nowhere soon, they can wait for him to reach them no matter how long it t...read more

by J Sanders Nelson

Do you ever think about, she paused for a moment and took a breath, making love. Her body tensed as she waited for his reply, but instead of speaking he growled a low sexy laugh. She wondered if he meant it to be sexy o...read more

by Karla Aguirre

Love at first sight - a fairy tale ideal, best left to Shakespeare and hopeless romantics. Miranda was neither. Love itself was a fairy tale in the icy temple only known as her heart. She was a woman barely out of girlhood...read more

by Renee Hudson

It was ten years ago when unconditional love changed the way I looked at my life. The only sad thing was the unconditional love didn't include me. One rainy New York day I was stuck on a corner trying to get a cab....read more

by Brooke Wolfe

She's pretty, I thought. She looks nothing like me, my thought continues on. I'm not tyring to do anything except trying to tell a story. I'm not trying to describe my emotions or how I felt, how I felt at this moment, o...read more

by Ryan Bendall

Love Hurts If I talked to you would you talk back me? Or would you screw up your face and simply walk away. How many times have I tried but choked coming within a few feet of you? It doesn't matter that you don't notice m...read more

by Pandora Valentine

"I love you. Do you love me too?" These words screamed out in my head, begging for me to say them. Pulling on every thread of my existence. But no. I must keep my cool, my calm and my head about this. Why was love so irr...read more

by Janay Walker

"The Anguish of Almost" Growing up, William and Diane lived next door to each other. William would talk about Diane to his friends. He would call her everything from...Flat chest, Olive Oyl, brace face, and anything he...read more

by Douglas Gross

Breathing in the smoke of a stale cigarette, Andrew turned his head about to scan the bar as he placed the empty pack on the countertop and tipped the last ounce of wine into his mouth between his lips. Wearing a red moust...read more

by Meagan Jungman

"Symbolism." "So tell me about your dream, Daniel." She sat there, painted lips wrapped around the flimsy paper of a cheap cigarette, and a pencil clenched between her equally painted fingers. The pad of paper placed b...read more