God draws near to the brokenhearted. He leans toward those who are suffering. He knows what it feels like to be wounded and abandoned.

Love is blind and now he prove that to me. He left me alone . But when she left me I now realizee that my true love is God.

…when your heart is broken, don’t go silent – speak to God in his own language…

You must have brought the bad weather with youThe sky’s the color of leadAll you’ve left me is a featherOn an unmade bed

mnY reason of b”kup, but it hurts moRe when you don”t know evN a single-1.

True regret is knowing you missed your only opportunity to be simply a good friend to someone that was exactly like you.

This sweet-bitter scentIs still making me faintEnduring the painThat makes me insane.Trying to smile everydayTo hide the feelings I bearHide in bed and layPraying to ease the fear.The scent of perfumeIs the reason of my...

She was not brokenhearted because the relationship had ended suddenly; she was brokenhearted because it had never truly ended.

I have been loved,” she said, “by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

It’s a certain tragedy when agony and resentment are all you have left connecting you to someone you once loved.

Feeling my own humiliation in my heart like the sharp prick of a needle.