°❀⋆.ೃ࿔* : WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL . . . a collection of unfulfilled romance, unrequited love, doomed by narrative, heartbreak &. breakup ⁽ ⁰⁰² ⁾ roleplay sentence starters from NUMEROUS FILMS. genre: romance, hurt and comfort, angst.
I can't take it anymore. I don't want to do this anymore.
When was life supposed to start? After we get married?
Nothing's ever good enough for you!
If we go on like this, I'll fall in love with you. Then it'll be too late.
I'm just afraid we'll fall into a vicious circle.
Maybe we should agree to… stop seeing each other.
You don't need me waiting. You need to be completely free.
I'm just afraid we'll hurt each other more than we have done now.
Hey, that's how relationships supposed to work!
Yeah, it's just a fling, i guess.
That's what you say about boring people. Am I boring now?
You seem to be waiting for something. I don't know what.
Don't start. It's not cool.
I have no maternal instinct, right? That's what you think of me?
What are we waiting for? What has to happen first?
I don't want everything to happen on your terms, based on what you want.
I know being here isn't easy for you.
What the hell's wrong with you? What's wrong with having a little fun?
Shut up! Just shut up! You don't give a shit about me!
I'm with someone I love and I can't stand this.
Where do you draw the line?
No, please. I regret it now.
What will you do with it?
There's always something wrong with [him/her/them]
I don't want to bug you if you're happy.
I just had to say that I know what we said. But I think about you a lot.
It's not your fault. But I feel…it was about our little old arguments.
We met in different phases of life. We wanted different things.
Are you sure you're yourself right now?
Do you realize what you're doing? What you're destroying?
It's over. I've had it. What else can I say?
I've thought about it for a long time. It feels right.
Just leave. If that's what you want. I'll take a walk while you pack.
You know that's not the only problem. It's a combination of things,
not just that.
If you love me, we'll sort it all out.
I do love you and I don't love you.
I feel like a spectator in my own life. Like I'm playing a supporting role in my own life.
I'm trying to tell you how I feel, and you're defining my feelings.
What am I doing? Tell me what I'm doing.
Everything we feel, we have to put into words. Sometimes, I just want to feel things.
It's okay. I said plenty of things, too.
In any case, you'll have other relationships and you'll realize that what we had was unique.
Nobody communicates like we do. Laughs like we do.
I don't want to be the sensible choice while she's the sexy one.
You'll be okay. It's not our first time taking a break.
You weren't yourself before?
Too many memories overlapping, blending into a blur.
The world that I knew has disappeared, you were in it before.
All I've got is memories of stupid, futile things nobody cares about.
I don't have anyone I can talk to… the way we used to talk.
Can you tell me what you used to tell me?
If I regret one thing, it's that I never managed to make you see how wonderful you are.
I wasted so much time worrying about what could go wrong. But what did go wrong, was never the things I worried about.
Your voice has stayed in my head. We still have great conversations.
I'm sure I remember things about you that you've forgotten.
When I'm gone, all that stuff about you that I know will go with me.
You were the most important relationship in my life.
You don't have to say anything. I know it's not the same for you.
You were the love of my life. I should've told you before. But I couldn't.
I'm so tired of pretending everything is okay.
I don't want to be a memory for you. I don't want to be a voice in your head. I want to live with you.