I am no blank slate for love to write on.My heart has walls marred with cracks,bloodstains, and bullet holes;graffitied over by past lovers.
If I can stop one heart from breaking,I shall not live in vain;If I can ease one life the aching,Or cool one pain,Or help one fainting robinUnto his nest again,I shall not live in vain.
(n.) Crushing sorrow or grief; a yielding to such grief.
Love is Future End that you live in you in present to forgot something opposite of your expectations.
Karma says what you give is what you get, so why do the loyal person end up being betrayed
Was it hard?" I ask.Letting go?"Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real.
Sometimes a little heartbreak is a lesson, and the best thing to do is just learn the lesson.
I have been heartbroken once and it has affected all of my relationships from there on. But now I look at it as an occupational hazard. If you are in the meat market at some point you are gonna get ma...
She wore his flowerIn her hairScent of amberSweetened the airHer dress was whiteHer feet bareHe found heavenWaiting thereShe is aliveIn his painful sigh...
It was only love,It only drove me to my knees.Rendering me hopelessLike an incurable disease.
But I will not repine. It cannot last long. He will be forgot, and we shall all be as we were before.
I feel as though the end is never worth the pain of fearingYou listen to the words I say without ever truly hearingI've noticed you are simply just another human beingYou look into my eyes and smile w...
I create my own heartbreaks!
Saying his name stabbed my heart, like someone had ripped through my carefully stitched up world and exposed the infected, pulsing red tissue that I thought was healing.
You talked over the tour guide who pointed to houses and windows. Showing us where people had lived and died and other people now stayed in their place. Just like a broken heart." - Adieu
Absence doesn't make the heart grow fonder. Absence makes the bloody penis wander. ~ Heartbreak's A Bitch!
Does it really hurt? Loving?
He walked out the door and with each step my heart breaks.He'd be gone for days with long silences between each breath.I know I'm his one of many and he knows he's my one of one. The only one who hold...
What's heartbreaking isn't that we can't be together. It's that now, I know better and now; I will never be able to love you or anyone else in the same way again.
I never wanted but your heart--that gone, you have nothing more to give.
Memory is sweet.Even when it's painful, memory is sweet.