Aye, though he loved her from his soul with such a self denying love as woman seldom wins; he spoke from first to last of Martin.

But the years came and went without bringing the careless boy; and when they met again Wendy was a married woman, and Peter was no more to her than a little dust in the box...

She had lost him. Lost him because she’d let him go. And she could not allow herself to regret that decision.

Sometimes I think of you and I feel giddy. Memory makes me lightheaded, drunk on champagne. All the things we did. And if anyone has said this was the price I would have agreed to...

Only pain can define the meaning of tears.

Secrets are festering parasites to a relationship, devouring their hosts from within, leaving behind a empty hollow husk of what once was.

The heart that bleeds, knows true heartache.-Nina Jean Slack

I thought I would die without you, in reality I was reborn…

Given a choice between goose egg and heartache, I would choose heartache.

You can chase love. If you are lucky enough to catch it…is it really yours?

Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today; and I’ll always remember it

We recognize that you’ve used substances to try to regain your lost balance, to try to feel the way you did before the need arose to use addictive drugs or alcohol. We know that you...

There are heartaches in life, painful things that happen and disappointments that steal away dreams.

She was also a memory, the worst kind of memory–the kind that pulled you to your knees at just the sound of her name.

Solace of Silencesurreal synapsesof a melancholy dronea dream per chanceshe dared not be alone…

Everything is temporary, almost like a passing fase, some of laughter Some of pain. What we would do, If we had the chance to explore What we had taken for Granted the very day before,...

When a heart breaks a substance spills out like cement and pours through the bloodstream, hardening everything. In time, I know my heart will mend and the rock inside will crack and crumble away. But...

I felt like an integral part of my being had just been ripped out of me, only to have it replaced with something that did not belong.

Matilde se la había dado todo. Pero eso un hombre no lo agradece nunca, eso se paga profiriendo un insulto. Otras mujeres esperaban su turno y serían menos torpes de lo que ella fue.

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.

He stood there a moment, listened to the creek, and let the mountain air blow against his face. Even with all this heartache, it was beautiful here.

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censerSwung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.”Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee–by these angels he hath sent thee–Respite–respite and nepenthe...

Intense feelings of any kind keep people with you. Some you may want, others you won’t. To forget people, and you never really forget, feel indifference.

For the first time in so long I kept my silence and decided to conceal the words in the aching crevices of my heart.

You are everything I have in this world Gracie

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...

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 around...

Desperately and immediately, he wanted them to be happy. May they be deeply in love, forever and ever, ex cetera, amen. At least if it was true love then the choking feeling in Axton’s throat...

Falling asleep with hopes and wishes that I rarely get to hold in my hand for long…go me. All I’ve got are memories and secrets.

It isn’t a bit of use my pretending I’m not crying, because I am… Pause to mop up. Better now.Perhaps it would really be rather dull to be married and settled for life. Liar! It...

It’s just odd being a guest at the wedding. When you dreamed about it for so long, even if you we’re a different person, and it was years ago. Sounds so stupid. I was stupid.

That is when time stands still – when you watch the one you love, walk away.

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...

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...

I could never hate you as much as I love you.

Live for what you love, and die for what you’re unwilling to live without…

Sometimes I guess it just feels better to know that you have someone to help you when you can’t even help yourself. ~ Willow Mosby (Exposing ELE)

There are many types of pain. The only one that aspirin won’t help is a hurting heart. That’s why there is alcohol.

There is enough heartache and sorrow in this life without our adding to it through our own stubbornness, bitterness, and resentment.

I didn’t go there lightly. I knew even then that this was the beginning of something very hard to reverse. But I couldn’t do otherwise now: I was too possessed

This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.

Tears are words the mouth can’t say nor can the heart bare.

Psalm 37:44 Delight thyself also in the LORD: and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.

I’ve never been in love. I will die without knowing what it feels like to need to see one person’s face when you go to sleep at night, to crave seeing it when you wake...

A heartfire, Clementine my darlin’, is when you want someone, when you need her so damn bad, not only in your bed but in your life, that you’re willin’ to burn–“.

I found him between a reality and a nightmare.

I was even a little glad that if it wasn’t going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.

my heart no longer beats but is a tugging muscle,

How can the most cruel and despicable create something as breathtaking beautiful as this?

Oh yes, even I cry. Just not over you. Who is “you?” The one who has to ask or the one who doesn’t?