Some things just can’t be put back together. Some things can never be fixed. Two broken pieces can’t make a lot of anything anymore. But at least he had the broken pieces.

…breaking the heart of someone you still love is a rare horror, not funny to anyone, except perhaps Satan…and even his pleasure would be spoiled by not having had a hand in it, by the...

It’s very easy to get a boy to leave the room.It’s much harder to get him to leave your thoughts.

His eyes sparkled again, and in that instant I felt a strong urge to get up and leave him behind. I had been wrong to think what Sean and I had was special. He wasn’t...

Although he never speaks of how or what or why, I know that his childhood was difficult, that his parents broke his heart. Books and excess poundage are his insulation against pain.

I may tear you apart but I’ll put you back together.

It’s just a matter of willpower. The day you decide it’s over, it’s over. You never get over it.

Humor is heartbreak in reverse.

Mastering the art of seduction gives one a great power, and like any power, it’s to be wielded with responsibility; a man who wields the art of seduction without a sense of responsibility and restraint...

Once in a while, I smell Clive on my skin and it stops my day. It’s a train crossing; I wait to pass. Eventually the lights stop flashing, the barriers lift. I keep moving.

Love’s a game where the odds are permanently fixed. The house always wins, and anyone stupid enough to sit at the table is lucky if they walk away with their soul intact.

Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option.

No one goes through life with a whole heart.

Speak to the breeze cautiously during those lonely summer nights.

When mothers warn their daughters about all the cold nasty men out there who will only break their tender little hearts, I’m the one they’ve got in mind because I’m the one who broke their...

I need to know something, and I need you to answer me in full honesty.” Cullan said, breaking the silence. Alynna nodded.”When you saw me kissing that woman…were you jealous?”Alynna looked in his eyes. Was...

She looked defeated, a castle stormed, torn down, with no one living inside. She looked like a hollowed-out creature, only shell and no soul.

Life is like a race, whenever I found a finish line, I lose, bcoz I’m last.. 🙁

My Love tears me between the addiction of patience and urge of infinite desire

The saddest thing about love, Joe, is that not only the love cannot last forever, but even the heartbreak is soon forgotten.

There is somethingmystically sadand beautifulabouthowi will neversee youagainbut meet youagain and againin poetry.

Love is fragile at best and often a burden or something that blinds us. It’s fodder for poets and song writers and they build it into something beyond human capacity. Falling in love means enrolling...

These feelings…the ugly feelings in my heart…should have been blown away…and buried deep in the sands…

I won’t be mad at you because you gave me something no one else has: the ability to live even when I thought I was dead.

Good night.’ Diana summoned all the dignity that she could manage in her bedraggled state and began to move back up the beach. Her dress was soaked and her stockings dotted with sand and her...

How do you make love to someone when you know they’ll be gone forever the next day? How do you spend the last few hours with someone when you know there will never beanything after...

I wish I believed him. He’s looking at me like he can see where I begin.

If I wasn’t so phenomenal. I would go back to you.

I don’t think a broken heart and shattered soul can be definedby age. However, it can be measured by the process it takes toheal.

Espero curarme de ti en unos días. Debo dejar de fumarte, de beberte, de pensarte. Es posible. Siguiendo las prescripciones de la moral en turno. Me receto tiempo, abstinencia, soledad.,Te parece bien que te quiera...

And when I looked outside the window, something inside of me churned, swallowing hard I looked up and saw blue. I squeezed my eyes shut, holding back the tears and emotions that were swelling inside...

A toast” I yelled, climbing onto a chair. On my way to the top, I stole someone’s beer and held it out in front of me. “To douche bags!” I said gesturing to Brad. “And...

The pain for her and the love for her was so entwined that neither would function without the other.

Now that he’s gone, I feel like I’m a senior citizen who gave away her life savings over the phone. And this is the crux: I never in my life believed in someone as much...

Whatever you had—I don’t know exactly what it was, and that’s fine. But it must not be easy for you. You miss him, and that’s okay. But you have to figure that if it’s too...

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.

Turn off your phone, and your computer and your mind. Find your heart center and send it compassion. See the holiness in everyone you meet. Honor it.Know your worth. Know your worth. Know your worth.Accept...

Don’t you ever let another put their hands on something that’s already yours, because you might end up breaking your own heart.

…what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no...

There are times that the emotions we keep in our hearts, no matter how abundant, are better left unexpressed.

Because we have loved profoundly,Because we have given much, Because we have hoped passionately,Because we have desired intensely, We allow ourselves to be infinitely hurt.

An English teacher at school once said to her, ‘Alice, one thing I hope you never find out is that a broken heart hurts physically.’ Nothing she has ever experienced has prepared her for the...

Say it.””Don’t do this to me…” I whispered painfully. “We can’t do this again.””You’re a horrible liar,” Eli growled as he pressed his fingers into my thighs. He watched me, his gaze all-consuming, and said,...

And now, as I’m lying alone in my own bed, I keep thinking about writhing against him last night, naked and vulnerable. Even after we’d both risen and fallen, peaked and plummeted, even after Marcus...

I didn’t answer. We were not buddies. We could not chat about the proximity of our offices, or football, or forgiveness.

For there has never been a story nearly as tragic as the one of Frankenstein, except for that of Johnny Heart and his Francesca Valentine.

If they’re singing about heartbreak, they’ve lived it.

Gil’s penchant for blondes is world-renowned.

For me love is when I don’t limit you, I put you on the rainbows……beyond eternity of time and destiny

Some of us have hearts, you know. Some of us don’t give up on true love.