Tears are words the mouth can't say nor can the heart bear.
You're like a band-aid that is slowly ripping off, and I'm still wounded!
(n.) Sorrow; anguish of mind; mental pang.
It's not the loving that hurts this girl; it's the understanding of it for what it is, that it will never be returned in the same way, that threatens to destroy her. But to unload the words - I love y...
Sometimes when a person does things to deliberately hurt you,All you need to do is shift atleast six steps back to observe the situation.If it is worth enduring, move two steps forward.If not, turn ar...
Yet this thou art alive, but if ye soar,My poor frail heart will have beat out its cryAnd sadly miss thy sweet form all the moreWhile helplessly I stand and watch you die.
I love you till kingdom come, evergreen.
She walked away too far for me to call... and for her to hear my voice.
Space and time wouldn't let you be mine
She knew that was not an honest prayer, and she did not linger over it. The right prayer would have been, Lord . . . I am miserable and bitter at heart, and old fears are rising up in me so that every...
Sometimes you have to know what you're willing to sacrifice to be the person you are meant to be.
A heart given freely is the most vulnerable and selfless thing one can offer another human being. It can be as fragile and needy as a newly born infant, or as solid and self-supporting as a granite pi...
Her eyes stung from crying for so long and having some tears dry on them. Her body was weak from the exercise but she did not feel better. While she was crying she had wanted someone, anyone to come a...
You must stay away from the one who brings nothing but heartache and death. Do you hear me? He brings nothing but death. Always has.
Love doesn't leave you. Not all at once. It creeps back in, making you think it can be another way, that it can still be another way, and you have to remind yourself of the reasons that it probably wo...
Don’t be with him, don’t want him, don’t go with him. Be with me. Want me. Stay with me.I don’t know how to be without you.
The world's supply of heartache is secure. There's love and hate and mayhem everywhere.
Giving up doesn't make you a quiter, a loser or a failure.It makes you wise enough to stop holding on to what refuses to be held.Hence i say, letting go hurts,but holding on to what is no longer there...
My heart is my best asset, my heart is my biggest liability.
Caine might have smiled at her, had his heart not been breaking to smithereens inside of him.
The thing that is changing...Is it my surroundings, or myself?