The “Fatal Female Flaw.” It’s when ordinarily sensible women fall madly in love with an unattainable man who can’t or won’t love them back. I also call it the Triple Fucked Factor.Rosslyn

I was afraid. Of getting hurt in other ways. To be truthful, I still am.”His thumb stroked her cheek. “I would never hurt you.””I don’t think you can promise me that.” She squeezed his bruised...

He aprendido que esperar es la parte más difícil, y también quiero acostumbrarme a eso; saber que tú estás conmigo, aunque no estés a mi lado” – Once minutos, Paulo Cohelo –

All she knew was that she must be in love with someone, or she wouldn’t feel so miserable.

It was my idea. It’s the safest way, but it’s strange pretending to be something different. It’s like there’s a glass wall between us. Like I can’t touch him or … reach him. I don’t...

You can see I have no will to stay away from you, no tolerance to live without you.

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

guido per le strade,ad un passo dal pianto,vergognandomi del mio sentimentalismoe del mio possibile amore.

I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD SEE THE DAY THAT WE GREW APART

Frequent friction when love becomes political.

Frankie raised an eyebrow. Look at you getting all sentimental. You know where to find me.Delaney nodded. That doesn’t mean you want to be found. Come on. One drink.

The way the leaves on the trees tremble in the passing air is the way love reaches you, from all directions at once, mysterious, overwhelming, indescribable. To be in love is to find something you...

I’ve fallen for the one person I shouldn’t have. For the boy who broke Mary’s heart. For Rennie’s one true love. For Alex’s best friend.It has to end here. Now.

We’re on speaking terms today. I say, Maybe we should hang out with the boys, and you shake your head. I want to spend time with you, you say. If we’re still good, next week...

People use to say that time can change everything but as far as I know the nothing can change the tease inside your heart .

Emotional attachments are messy. They end with broken hearts and stalking.

never thought one day tht person will throw me out from his life whom i loved too much more thn tht of nothng

Missing tiny things in our life is more painful than things that we deserve in our live

You said I was only yours and that you would never leave…? Where are you now?

The sky cries for those filled with sadness

It was awful, he cried, awful, awful!Still, the sun was hot. Still, one got over things. Still, life had a way of adding day to day.

And one day they tell you that love doesn’t exist between you two. And you start blaming yourself even after knowing that you’ve been cheated on.

Be the love of your love, not the slave of your love.

You just like me because I’m safe. There’s no risk. And then you never have to try to have a real relationship, because you can use me as an excuse.

Loving those who hate us means wantonly setting the stage and orchestrating the situation in a way that’s sure to result in a production of great personal calamity. But to not love them is an...

I dream of you every day. I make up scenarios where everything is forgiven, where everything is fixed. Deep down I know our situation is unfixable, and even worse – you don’t want it. But...

My courage is faith–faith in the eternal resilience of me–that joy’ll come back, and hope and spontaneity. And I feel that till it does I’ve got to keep my lips shut and my chin high...

Love should mean, never having to ask, “Do You Love Me”?

The odds of finding the one you truly love above all else, is about 1 in 4 billion. The odds that the person you love, loves you back… don’t even dream about it, it’s not...

He had a sadness in his eyes that Carrie recognised as regret.

The more I love the person, the more rejection I recieved.

They’d dueled in the lamplight of her kitchen that night, savaging each other with accusations that could never be recalled. Now, he couldn’t remember half of what they’d said, only the colors and lights and...

I don’t expect anything from you. One day you’ll marry a different person, will make children and one day you’ll completely forget me.. But I don’t expect anything from you. Not even a single call...

Love kills more people than anything else.

Love is like a knife. It can either hurt you or it’s too dangerous to hold on too.

Need we go into details about what I said to Judy? I am no poet, and I suppose what I said was very much what everybody always says, and although I remember her as speaking...

I knew it wouldn’t last, that the reality would come snaking back in, but for a moment I saw it, the futility of trying to mold love into an expected shape. The foolishness of whining...

i hate philosphy about love.

Must I go bound while you go freeMust I love a manwho doesn’t love meMust I be born with so little artAs to love a man who’ll break my Heart

I would rather love and have my heart broken than never have had the feeling of love at all. Without love, what would you live for?

The beauty of words will forever be stronger than the silence of tears.

A woman never loves to any man, she only controls him

Losing Abby wasn’t a story I remembered from early childhood–it was in my face, debilitating me like a sickness, robbing me of my senses and physically, excruciatingly painful. My mother’s words echoed in my ear....

Reshuffllng of thoughts – facilitates a refreshed perspective to a mental deadlock!

I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all.

I watched you try on suits in Hugo Boss.‘For the big job,’ you said. And I laughed, because I knew I would never see it. I’d never get up and watch you put it on...

They have a choice to hurt us but we have a choice to be free from pain…

I tried to hate you, to forgive you, all just to forget you, but I’m only capable of loving you. You’re tattooed onto my skin, and the more I try to erase you, the deeper...

We’ve all loved someone way too freakin’ much.

I slept well last night. But when I woke this morning, I missed you so intensely. I don’t even know how to describe the sensation. I looked at the other pillow, and it just seemed...