The 10 best songs about loving someone who doesn’t love you. Love can be a wonderful thing until you get your heartbroken. At times unrequited love pays off but most of the time it becomes a foolish decision. Make sure the one you love feels the same way about you. Here are some songs about loving someone who doesn’t love you.
- “I Can’t Make You Love Me” by Bonnie Raitt – The saddest song about loving someone who doesn’t love you. No matter how much you want them, their heart is with someone else. “Cause I can’t make you love me, if you don’t. You can’t make your heart feel, something it won’t.”
- “Chasing Pavements” by Adele – Unrequited love can be a wasteful effort. But one has to make the decision on their own to end it or keep on chasing. “Or should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements. Even if it leads nowhere.”
- “You Were Meant for Me” by Jewel – Nothing’s worse about loving someone who doesn’t love when they’re done with you, you’re still hanging on. “I go about my business, I’m doing fine. Besides what would I say if I had you on the line. Same old story, not much to say.”
- “If I Ever Fell In Love Again” by Shai – Just because you love someone who doesn’t love you back, doesn’t mean you can’t love someone else; even if they remind of your previous love. “And if I ever fall in love so true. I will be sure that the lady’s just like you.”
- “Bringing on the Heartbreak” by Def Leppard – It is all fun and games until someone gets hurt. Whether your intentions where good at first, someone still suffers. “You got the best of me, oh can’t you see. You’re bringing on the heartbreak. Bringing on the heartache.”
- “Bleeding Love” by Leona Lewis – Denial plays a big part in loving someone who doesn’t love you. No matter what people say you have to make your own choices. “Trying hard not to hear, but they talk so loud. Their piercing sounds fill my ears. Try to fill me with doubt, yet I know the goal is to keep me from falling.”
- “Almost Doesn’t Count” by Brandy – When you love someone who doesn’t love you it first starts off with a bunch of promises and then turns into empty lies. “Almost heard you saying, you were finally free. What was always missing for you, baby. You’d found it in me.”
- “Blue” by Leeann Rimes – The country anthem for the broken hearted. After it’s all over you’re the one who ends up picking the pieces up. “Why can’t you be blue over me? Now that it’s over, I realize. Those weak words you whispered were nothing but lies.”
- “Almost Lover” by A Fine Frenzy – Sometimes things start out exactly how you want it too. In the end you’re left loving someone who doesn’t love you. “I never want to see you unhappy. I thought you’d want the same for me. Goodbye, my almost lover. Goodbye, my hopeless dream.”
- “Who Do You Love” by Backstreet Boys – Choosing who to love can be a tough decision. Especially when you’re the one hoping to be chosen. “When you’re with him you’re feeling like a star. But when I’m at home alone, I think only of you.”
I met, who I expected to be a very feminine, woman at a party…we had been flirting on-line and we were surprised we hadn’t met since we knew so many of the same people.
She looked nothing like her pictures…I said so and she actually said that is why she posted them. Um…really?
Trying to save the date instead of being distracted by the hot women at the party I suggested we get out of there…try a coffee shop. The quiet and lack of distraction didn’t change that I wasn’t feeling this woman.
When I told her I wasn’t feeling a connection at the end of the date she was insistant that we did have a great connection and should go out again. I said no thank you and she posted on-line about our great connection that I was running from after our first date.
Of course our mutual friends asked me about this.
Met a guy on an online dating site. Exchanged emails and a few phone calls and he seemed kinda normal so we planned a date. I took the train in to Penn Station and he met me there, which is were the trouble started. Turns out he’s about 5’3(his profile say 5’11”) and he showed up in ripped (not for fashion reasons) jeans, a ratty Mighty Mouse t-shirt and a stained old sweatshirt. He then told me the restaurant was about 30 blocks away and he wasn’t paying for a cab so I had to walk it in my heels. The “restaurant” was called Curry in a Hurry and was basically the Indian food version of McD’s. During the meal I was reaching for conversation so brought up a movie I had just seen. His response? “I don’t want to talk about that it’s stupid” After silently finishing up as quickly as possible, we left the restaurant and I was going to hail a cab back to the station but he insisted on walking me back. 4 blocks away, he stopped and asked if I knew where I was and when i said I did turned around and walked away from me. Never heard from him again thank God. The worst date ever.
A guy started talking to me on a subway. He knew a lot about film, so of course (I’m so stupid), I gave him my number. He only seemed mildly awkward by then. Then we got drinks and he was SO awkward, and boring, and (which doesn’t help) was wearing A LOT of jewelry even though he was in his 30s. I couldn’t wait for him to finish his drink. At the end he was like “um, call me?”, I smiled and ran.
One of many online experiences, but from years ago. I know better not to go to a guy’s house on the first date now.
Talked to this guy Mike on the phone, after emailing on yahoo dating for a week or so. Seemed normal. Photos seemed normal too.
He lived down the street from the Redondo Beach pier, so he thought it would be fun to park at his house and walk down to pier for ice cream. Sounded like a sweet and uncomplicated date to me for a nice Saturday morning.
Arrived at his house which was nicely manicured out front and a new BMW in the driveway.
When he opened the door, he wasn’t 5-10″ as he noted, but the same height as I was with heels, about 5-7. He wasn’t muscular and clean shaven either. He had grown a weird pointy goatee, had shaved hair above his now visible pointy ears, had a sunken chest but small beer belly and was wearing shorts with those tennis style socks with balls on the back and leather sandals. He looked just like what I picture a scary leprechaun would be.
I didn’t want to be rude, so I walked inside at his invitation. From the front door it was a hallway all the way back to the living room and it was lined with rusty metal shelving and old tools on both sides. His living room had dark paneling, one bare light bulb on the ceiling, and had a small tv on a cart with a folding patio chair in front of it.
Seriously, I got scared at that moment, like OMG, WTF have I walked in to? He was still light hearted and joking but this was surreal. He went into the kitchen and offered me some coffee….I turned toward the kitchen and saw a worn down space with pliers to open the microwave, and paint cans stacked in the corner. He had an ironing board with a stepstool for a kitchen table.
He could tell I was freaked out because he said..”I bet you’re wondering about my house…yah, it’s not quite done”. He went on to say that his father had passed away and left him this house and left it for him, and he’s been living in it, but was going to remodel it and sell it. I was relieved for a moment, but said, oh, I’m sorry your father passed away recently. He said, “oh, no, it’s ok… he died about ten years ago”.
I couldn’t take any more, but was afraid to run out, thinking I would trip up at the door lock or something, so I looked at my watch in classic fashion and said, oh no, I totally forgot that I have to go (do something..don’t remember what) but felt like I just needed to get out of there. He was outwardly nice, and felt confused, but said ok, well, i’ll walk you out. We passed by his bedroom on the way to the front door and he said, wait, let me show you my room, and I said…uh, that’s ok, I have to go. He opened the door and from the hallway I could see it was a small room lined with those purple-ish black-light posters of naked women and gargoyles. I said “I gotta go and walked faster…”He said, “come on, lets have sex in my room, it won’t take that long”. I didn’t even respond…At that point, I pulled the front door open, almost broke off the screen door and jogged to my car. He DID call me the next day, asking if I got my stuff done, but I never called him back.
There have been many more “bad” dates since (i’ve been online dating, what do you expect?) but nothing tops the Leprechaun. Sometimes my friends refer to my “leprechaun date” as their low point of expectation.
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