I’m not some possession.” I pushed at his chest once more. “No, you’re not.” His mouth returned to mine. “You are my wife.” I continued to struggle with the mass of him. He pulled his...

I think there were times when I was so afraid of losing you that I forgot I even had you at all.

There is the scent too. Wonder follows it; wonder about how a boy can smell like that when he probably has no idea. He smells like the woods in the winter or the rain when...

From childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved...

Sadness flies away on the wings of time.

What you do with your heartbreak is yours, never feel the need to explain to people why things ended the way it did; it’s not for the world to own.

Uncomplicate it. Don’t make excuses. Some of life’s biggest heartaches come from missed opportunities and lame excuses. Don’t miss out on what could be the best chapter in your life because you’re too busy rereading...

You know what truly aches? Having so much inside you and not having the slightest clue of how to pour it out.

You can steal someone’s Art,But not their Heart.You can immitate them,But you can never be like them.You can hurt them,But you cannot kill their will to love again.You can leave,But your space will always be...

You promised me one night. I want you next to me tonight. We have the rest of our lives to be apart.

Thank you for the pain. At least I am no longer afraid to face it next time.

In my sleep I have my nightmares, awake I have my thoughts, I am not sure which is worse.

I thought all I had to do to get you back was kill off your so-called mother and that little girl. No, I also pondered eating you alive. I imagined drinking all your blood and...

A shaft of sunlight pierced the dark cluds and she looked up to see a silver lining. It was a sign, she thought.

Sometimes my heart hurts so much, I beat it with my fists. I try to run. But you cannot run from this. It waits for you. Even when you think you have escaped it, it...

She knew that was not an honest prayer, and she did not linger over it. The right prayer would have been, Lord . . . I am miserable and bitter at heart, and old fears...

I want to dive in the deepest trench, get locked in the darkest room,get lost in the biggest maze,travel longest to the furthest placebut keep my heart on the safest place…

10 second heartbreak.” That’s the time it takes to wake to full consciousness each day and remember…

Red-hot anger takes away a lot of the heartache.

Heartache, to her, coursed through everything–which was as it should be, since people needed it to make them kind.pg. 4

A strange cold fear gripped him as he looked down at that angelic face resting against his shoulder. Her thick dark lashes lay heavy against her perfect olive skin like two perfect dark crescent moons...

Their lips touched now, mouths pursed tight, their eyes open, both of them stock still. The moment held, a kind of such glorious confusion.

(Divorce)We’ll remarry someday when we’ve grown, Like royalty who’ve earned the throne. An aisle made of gold, To have and to hold.My dress made of rags, A suit that’s so torn.All eyes are on me,But...

Sometimes love will break your heart in two. Or three, depending on if there’s an extra person involved, or how unmanageably large your heart is.

Desperation will drive you to do things you know will never make you whole again and even to lose the very thing you’re desperate for.

Honor LostAmbulant sunshine piercedthe soot covered glass ~the feeble man wandered byin this ritual morning pass …

It was just a lie that seemed real.It was a promise that was never meant to be true.The forever that had a deadline.It felt like falling in love, but it was falling in aheartbreak café!

My heart is kerosene, my mind a match. I’m seconds away from igniting.

In my recollection, there have been many places and people I have been both blessed and cursed to know. Much joy and heartache can come from immortality, for loneliness can be lethal. I have unfortunately...

Choose wisely From those who start A fire in your heart. Some may burn you to shreds,While you were looking for warmth.

And it killed me because I could never forget him. Couldn’t because he’d permanently etched himself to me, left a part of himself forever within me. For so many years I’d loved him, but when...

She pulls her hand away and Damian feels the sensation of falling, a somersault into a foreign abyss where a girl with eggplant hair and a hoop in her brow waits in the darkness.

So, are we burning anything of his in some occult ritual that will curse him and all his unborn children till the end of their days, or are we just going to key his car?

With God as my witness and love as my guide, I did all the best that I could. I’m sorry I wasn’t everything you ever wanted. I’m sorry I wasn’t enough. If I could only...

I have tried to tell him in a dozen different ways that I am only six inches tall. I’ve told him I am as tall as his heart, that he could hold all of me...

When you leave,weary of me,without a word I shall gently let you go.

Giving up doesn’t make you a quiter, a loser or a failure.It makes you wise enough to stop holding on to what refuses to be held.Hence i say, letting go hurts,but holding on to what...

My heart is sair-I dare na tell,My heart is sair for Somebody.

I was wounded by a blow of love.

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