My soul hurts.
He felt himself now, as he had often fancied other people, adrift on the stream, and far removed from control of it, a man with no grasp upon circumstances any longer. Old battered man loafing at the...
(n.) Sorrow; anguish of mind; mental pang.
My heart is sair-I dare na tell,My heart is sair for Somebody.
He knows her like man knows earth, touching the surface but unaware of her depth.
Bruised, beaten, shaken, weakened, tossed, thrown, lost, alone, heard, helped, healed, hope... it still works.
You believe the sun will reappear after a stormy day, so why is it so hard to believe, you'll experience happiness after every heartache.
When you can share the lessons you learnt through tears and heartache and others find life in it and are better off for it, then beauty has come out of those ashes.
If you can weep with your words, the meaning of your heart can be written forever
The more you try to protect yourself from love, the more pain you bring to yourself and those that love you
There is enough heartache and sorrow in this life without our adding to it through our own stubbornness, bitterness, and resentment.
I never thought a little time and space would turn into miles and worlds apart
In my sleep I have my nightmares, awake I have my thoughts, I am not sure which is worse.
Though sorrow may impede my heart,It is of great love to have known you.
Oh yes, even I cry. Just not over you. Who is "you?" The one who has to ask or the one who doesn't?
Be free to do what you want to... before the time is through.
i know it all ends the same, but i was interested in seeing how you would break my heart.
He needs a looser association. He needs something that implies a man who wants the ice shard to remain in his chest, who's learned to love the sensation of being pierced.
I wanted to write you a love poemBut my heart feels out of tuneSo I coax my breath into the darkness of my rib cage And invite it to fan openMaybe I would say something like,"One day, I would like to...
I had heard the wind from the mountains calling me last night, telling me it was my time to go, and I woke up, knowing what to do.
As she looks through the window; while seeing him give her his world, tears rolled down her cheeks in remembrance of the world she once had.