Love enters us like a vague ailment. Your head spins. Your underarms tingle. Love hurts and love has consequences: marriage, babies, separation, longing, human complications.
Love should mean, never having to ask, "Do You Love Me"?
When we first split up, he called me a stalker, but that's like an emotive word, "stalker", isn't it? I don't think you can call it stalking when it's just phone calls and letters and emails and knock...
she died of internal weeping
Every time I break your heart, I break mine.
so dangerously beautiful but you will not dare to ask her or tell her how you feel love hurts in the worst ways
They sought the pain they knew so well and called it love.
Missing tiny things in our life is more painful than things that we deserve in our live
To lose such a love, is to smell the last scent of a candle before it is blown out. Such a love does not need to be relit or rekindled. It will find itself, in new days and new moments. And so, don't...
Don't leave something good for something you think is better ,Because once you realize you had the best ,the best has already found better
I'm Sorry for Hurting You <3I'm writing this message cause I feel really bad, thinking about the way I hurt you makes me really sad. I'm sorry for all the hurt I've caused you and I regret the things...
i heard from many tht whom u love show them wht u`re they `ll love u more but whn i did it my love left me alone in dark nd cold .
When true repentance occurs and lifestyles change, God can do marvelous works of restoration. Denying sin, however is not a characteristic of a repentant heart.
never thought one day tht person will throw me out from his life whom i loved too much more thn tht of nothng
i loved you . I cared for you when no one else did and you turned around ripped it up and throw it back at my fucking face like it meant nothing to you .
If you keep pushing away the ones who are trying to love you, eventually, they'll stop trying.
i hate philosphy about love.
you should meet first "PAIN" before you find "LOVE
no song no picture or words will make you love me ,, may be you will never know ,, or may be you knew and felt sorry for me or thought it was sweet ,,but nothing will make me more than just a passing...
Love is industrious in tormenting itself.
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