I encased my heart in stone so as to stop it from beating

How? How will it help to tell you that I see his face every time I close my eyes? That I wake up and cry when he’s not there? That the memories are so strong...

And just like that,the cloth was torn. was it the days, weeks of the same argument was it the months without affection, or was it simply the year and a half wasted on empty promises...

i hate that its my favorite thing to watch her, because it shouldn’t be. It triggers all these what-ifs in my head, and my mind begins imagining things it shouldn’t be imagining…

Hoy no quiero ser dulce, tranquila, decente, sumisa, comprensiva, resignada, las cualidades que siempre ponderan los amigos. Tampoco quiero ser maternal; Diego no es un niño grande, Diego sólo es un hombre que no escribe...

Never knew the word Goodbye could scatter my heart into pieces. Just 1 word, could made me cry over you.

His calm and gentle tone was like an anchor in a ferocious sea, keeping me from drifting into a current of heartache.

He is no longer mine to lose, but the grief is there, a gnawing sense of disbelief.

Speak to the breeze cautiously during those lonely summer nights.

Where are you going?” he asked.”To break someone’s heart,” I replied.

Wanting more is just a recipe for heartache.

It is strange… the reasons one feels he doesn’t deserve things.

Even if times are tough and you’re enduring a terrible heartache, it’s important to focus your anger on a vibrator, not another person.

Love entered in my heart one dayA sad, unwelcome guest.But when it begged that it might stayI let it stay and restIt broke my nights with sorrowingIt filled my heart with fearsAnd, when my soul...

Although she was beautiful, he knew that that wasn’t enough anymore.

We hurt so much because we have lost a part of ourselves. If we have loved much, we must have given much also, and when everything’s over, we feel as though we have lost everything.

When my heart is better, less shrunken, I will throw her out there to love again, without hesitation, even knowing what we know.

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

In fairy tales the evil characters disappear or die, in reality, evil spreads while you wait for your hero on a horse, only to realise the sword to save yourself was always in your hand…

him” with great sadness and perhaps longing–about his honest, stupid, constant kindness and fidelity; his never-ceasing obedience; his good humour; his bravery and courage. Very likely she cried, for she was particularly lively, and had...

Therefore, have done with this nonsense: you have no ground for hope: dismiss, at once, these hurtful thoughts and foolish wishes from your mind, and turn to your own duty, and the dull blank life...

Charity liked brandy. She liked the way it burned her throat while soothing the ache in her heart.

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

I love you”s, because it feels safer that way.

It’s crazy what a heart blinded by love can lead you to believe.

The best way to prevent a heartache was to cushion the coming blow.

When my hands can no longer make these hammers and strings play for you, my heart will always sing to you.

Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist breath whistling through willow reeds; a pattering beat background to the mourner’s melody....

There weren’t any promises of a future life together, either, but he didn’t need to live like a monk anymore. Two years was more than enough time for soul-searching and penance. As long as Laney...

Love is indeed its own hallucinogenic affecting the mind, heart and mood

I hate feeling so weak and vulnerable.I hate that I miss him.I hate that I am alone, and I always was.I hate that I made him into a superhero, he was not.I hate that he...

you lost a good man while you were trying to impress the bad ones

Could he be prosecuted for murder? Cause of death: broken heart. Murder weapon: words laced with bullshit.

Every heart needs a cutting part sharper than a blade to stab agony

Don’t live life hiding behind your past. Live for the moment. When you find someone you want to spend forever with, you don’t let them go, whether forever turns out to be a day, a...

The stars, like the hollow eyes of a god forgotten, marry the sadness of the exhausted hour and inspire a little chaos, a little gentleness, to those below. I look up at the sky and...

I’ve lost someone, too; someone I loved. I know how you feel.”- Does it get easier?”Yes. But you’ll never be the same again.

my own chocolate center has filled up with poison,the roses he gave me all twisted black

You can only trust your emotions as you can lie to yourself with your brain but not your heart.

The irony of the human heart is that it’s tormented both by the presence and absence of it’s own soul’s counterpart.

She closes her eyes, and I can see the moisture. She’s deep-breathing again, and I notice her hands are clutched around the opposing wrists, nails digging in deep, hard, scratching. Pain to replace pain.

Sus palabras eran el extintor de incendios que acababa de apagar una discreta llama: la historia que inconcientemente Francisca había comenzado a escribir en su cabeza.

We cannot love a person with an all accepting, transcending and encompassing love without being hurt somewhat, without being disappointed, without being failed of our expectations. We cannot love without being broken, yet we cannot...

The knowledge that she could learn to love a man had always meant more to her than loving him effortlessly, more even than falling in love, and that was why she now felt that she...

What plagues people is not those who don’t love them, but those who do.

For years I’ve been searching for a homeland, finally I found it in you..

But now its too late,And I am so broken,I don’t want to carry the weight,Of the words unspoken…

It is becoming a bad dream– in the daytime as well as at night. I see him nearly all the time and can’t get at him, I mustn’t show anything, must remain gay while I’m...

Far too many people opened their hearts and lives at the drop of a hat. Why give someone that power over you? Why endow them with the ability to hurt you that much? Let someone...

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