And I loved you I loved you so There were times I forgot to breathe Waiting for the phone call For the sound of your voice Touching me places You couldn’t touch For the miles between us. And I loved you Like a forest loves the spring Waiting for the smallest signs Of you coming...

And it only hurts when I’m breathing My heart only breaks when it’s beating My dreams only die when I’m dreaming So, I hold my breath–to forget

I think you’re the kind of man a girl can count on. You just can’t let go of losing your family. You can’t let yourself love because you think your heart can’t handle it . . . that something bad will happen. But you’re wrong. It’s true . . . grief is the price for...

But there, in that remarkable room, surrounded by a laughing, rollicking, unseeing collection of London’s brightest and wickedest, Pippa’s knowledge of anatomy expanded.It seemed there was such a thing as a broken heart.

never gonna find,anything to change my mind

My heart is suffering from reality,so I go to sleep and dream I’m on a fairy tale

Nobody should have to choose between a cold heart and a dead heart.

She wasn’t his kind of woman, and she didn’t want to fall in love with a man who would break her heart like a Dorito.

Being heartbroken doesn’t mean you stop feeling. Just the opposite — it means you feel it all more. With your heart in fragments, every sensation is sharper, every emotion more acute. Your feelings are enhanced, like a blind man with an impeccable sense of smell, or a deaf woman whose eyes can perceive things a...

Mending a broken heart isn’t easy. It’s messy and complicated, but when it’s finished, it’s stronger than ever.

—Perdóname por esto, pero ya no lo puedo soportar más. Él nunca me vio de la manera en la que te ve a ti. — dijo en el umbral de la puerta antes de irse. —Es como si él solo pudiera verte a ti y todo lo demás no existiera.

…my soul bleeding tears of anguish

I hated myself for needing him at such times, for craving his strength whenever I felt upset.

Nobody think about that broken heart… life goes on, broken heart never join together but it tries very hard to get joined again. That;swhy may be it said “Heart is like a mirror, if its broken can never be joined.

A broken heart bleeds tears.

Ingenuousness is skewed by the cracks in the mirrors of the eye caused by the blunders of the insincere

All the times are best whenever you are with me.

Whenever my phone blinks fist thought come to mind is u and only u.

Love has turned to be a sad tragedy of my life even we both are alive

He could not fit in my imagination and I was not fit for his Real and the conflict between imagination and real sadly made us apart

I would prefer to live with bleeding heart where desire see darkness of uncertainty because I need to know the existence of love

Flower will not grow, if the stem doesn’t allow

Hold on little girlShow me what he’s done to youStand up little girlA broken heart can’t be that badWhen it’s through, it’s through Fate will twist the both of you So come on baby come on over Let me be the one to show you

A Broken Record can still play the best soundtrack. Broken can be beautiful when you allow God work on you.

Doctoring her seemed to her as absurd as putting together the pieces of a broken vase. Her heart was broken. Why would they try to cure her with pills and powders?

To be rejected by someone doesn’t mean you should also reject yourself or that you should think of yourself as a lesser person. It doesn’t mean that nobody will ever love you anymore. Remember that only ONE person has rejected you at the moment, and it only hurt so much because to you, that person’s...

When the heart has been wounded, it forms scar tissue that acts as an armor around it, which in turn gives it courage to love again.

Nie chciałeś wziąć ze mną ślubu w kościele i to złamało serce mojej biednej matce, o czym dobrze wiesz. Tak cię kochałam, że było mi obojętne, czyje serce łamię dla ciebie. Och, że też mogłam być taka głupia. Sobie samej też złamałam serce. Wyrzekłam się wszystkiego, w co wierzyłam i co było mi drogie, bo...

Senja yang retak. Kapalkapal berlayar membawa kenangan. Airmatamu menjelma puisi paling duri, paling angin.

There is a big difference between having your heart broken and being the one responsible for a broken heart. I was twelve years old and had already experienced both.

A broken heart is just the growing pains necessary so that you can love more completely when the real thing comes along.

A counterfeit is a knock off. A cat’s tail swiping a knickknack placed perilously close to the edge of a shelf is also a knock off. How do you think my heart got broken?

I was crazy in love with you in high school, and you broke my heart the day you hooked up with someone else our sophomore year. Then you broke it again when you promised me you’d dump him the night we kissed and go out with me instead, because the next morning, you forgot all...

Only God can mend a broken heart.

As Qhuinn looked at his best friend’s handsome face, he felt as if he’d never not known that red hair, those blue eyes, those lips, that jaw. And it was because of their long history that he searched for something to say, something that would get them back to where they had been. All that...

Between love and a friendship, the crucial difference is that when the love breaks you will realise that the friendship is what kept the two of you together.

He turned away; he threw himself on his face on the sofa. ‘Oh, Jane! my hope – my love – my life!’ broke in anguish from his lips.

Broken hearts don’t need medical treatment, they need a lover to mend them.

Learning from other people’s mistakes is better than making your owns. And it is easier to live lonely than to have a broken heart.

Love is hard to find, hard to keep, and hard to forget.

Jika cinta tak harus memiliki, namun mengapa nyatanya tak mudah ‘tuk dilupakan

No perfection can last forever. Time tears at it; wears it down until it’s nothing, just an empty shell.

The desperation in his voice was misplaced and as his eyes danced over my face I knew he was just as broken as I was. That kiss, those caresses—the feeling of his skin against mine had shattered our perfect friendship. There was no turning back now; having him was the only thing that would make...

I fell for you and I fell hard. You bruised my knees and my heart to the point where I will do everything in my power never to fall for anyone again. It’s safer to stay on your feet. I would rather walk through life completely without love – empty; than crawl through what’s been...

Mean wordsOnce upon a time, I loved you But I will neverI swear.

Sharp are the arrows of a broken heart.

The longer we spent together, the more she discovered about me. The things I didn’t want her to know. The darkness and the anger and the pain.

Maybe it was that brokenness inside of Bentley that I recognized and drew me to him, I didn’t know. I just remember thinkin’ how I wanted to know more about him. And I wanted to make him smile. Cause’ that boy never smiled.

It wasn’t fair to pull her into that vortex, because I couldn’t be fixed. And Roxy was a fixer. She thought she could help me, I could see it in her eyes.

I couldn’t control my heart as it thumped out of control in my chest, insistent on remindin’ me that it was still in there. That it was still beating. For damn Archer Beaufait.