I have a horrid scar right under my left knee from you. Well, the absence of you. Seems appropriate. But I still miss you. My pillowcase smells like you, so I bury my face in...

Sadness pulses out of us as we walk. I almost expect the trees to lower their branches when we pass, the stars to hand down some light. I breathe in the horsy scent of eucalyptus,...

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She and I were bound together at the border between life and death. It was like that for us from the start

Then he pulled out a handgun and shot me in the chest. I was standing on the lawn and I fell. The bullet hole opened wide and my heart rolled out of my rib cage...

Steven dreamed of you the very secondyou died(So the poem goes)and you may have visited himBut I’m pretty sure you don’t believein poems

Now Doon seemed to care for his new friends more than he did for her. Every time she thought about him she felt a thud of pain, like a bruised place inside her.

Long past the moment when her neck begins to stiffen and ache, she continues to stare into the darkness, even though none of the human secrets she needs to know are to be found in...

I Am!I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-consumer of my woes— They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in...

She was a prism through with sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum

I was sprawled out in my usual position on the couch, half asleep but entirely drunk, torturing myself by tearing memories out of my mind at random like matches from a book, striking them one...

I was the one with the open wound, and the river waters turned red when I bathed in them. My sadness is greater than the heavens.

I said uselessly, “Sam, don’t go.”Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine. “These stay the same. Remember that when you look at...

So as a seventh grader, no, you weren’t friends with people you didn’t like. But sometimes you also weren’t friends with people you did like, which was complicated, and which didn’t make any sense if...

You are a most effective killer, Michel. Is it true you wept like a child when they killed your sister? That you cried out in agony as if the sword had pierced your own heart?...

It’s like I have this large black hole in my brain and it’s sucking the life out of me. The answers are in there so I sit for hours and stare. No matter how hard...

Niebo jest wtedy, jeśli możemy z daleka patrzeć, jak męczą się inni, a nas to nic a nic nie obchodzi.

You know you may feel very sad like a child whose toy is broken; but then you know sun rises, life continues and you start laughing again!

I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.

Dahulu dia selalu katakan apa yang dia pikirkan, tangiskan, apa yang ditanggungkan, teriakan ria kesukaan di dalam hati remaja. Kini dia harus diam- tak ada kuping sudi suaranya.

there are two word in my world first love the strongest and second chance quotes.

Soundless echoes – no voice,Sadness doth keep thee at bay,Stagnation rises as ebb & flow,Nothing alters,Unless you choose to break away.

That is why the sadness passes: the new presence inside us, the presence that has been added, has entered our heart, has gone into its innermost chamber and is no longer even there, is already...

I had a dream about you reviewing a book on Reading Rainbow. Unlike the others, you were brutally honest in your feedback and brought Lavar and I to tears.

A grief without a pang, void, dark and drear,A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief,Which finds no natural outlet or relief,In word, or sigh, or tear.

Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew.

You can NEVER be like someone else! Just be yourself and you will find that you’ll be much happier that way and accomplish more as well.

I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that.

Be content to love, to dazzle in the light,If only for moments…And then be gone,With gladness in your heart,Before the creeping shadowsClaim too much your sadness at leaving.

After every storm, there is a rainbow. If you have eyes, you will find it. If you have wisdom, you will create it. If you have love for yourself and others, you won’t need it.

Sorry excuses for hunters and friends. Both of us.

Nothing lasts forever. Sadness has an end no matter how long it may last. The more you prepare for the end of your sadness, the more happy you will be

I want her back” I said “I want HIM back”~Charlie

I think about this, not like someone thinking, but like someone breathing,And I look at flowers and I smile…I don’t know if they understand meOr if I understand them,But I know the truth is in...

We may never be able to forget what has happened. We may harbor the sadness from it in our hearts forever. The former of these is unavoidable.

My sadness is beautiful. It infuses everything I do. It is at the core of my identity and always has been, just as happiness is in some people. I refuse to be told that it’s...

Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can’t even cry.

For certain, neither of them sees a happy Present, as the gate opens and closes, and one goes in, and the other goes away.

Sometimes, all it takes to lift the sadness from another is to let them know how much you appreciate them and how grateful you are having them in your life.

I didn’t want to fall in love. Looking at you gave me chills and kissing you made my knees weak. You made flowers grow and fill the space in my lungs which made it impossible...

Because pieces of your heart clearly weigh more when they’re sitting shattered at the bottom of your stomach.

I wanted to say all these things about how you just have to hold on to the things you love and let go of all the rest.

We have an obligation to feel guilty.” The words came out of her lips as if she were reciting an elegy. “Guilty. Because we kill the ones we love.

Loving someone isn’t a hard task, it’s not a chore, you don’t wake up one day and decide to break their heart because you got all hot and bothered, that doesn’t happen!” he boomed.

Not the sadness, but the happiness, is the ultimate purpose of life.

Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.

I was overpowered by the mere sensation of that dream and it alone survived in my sorely wounded heart.

pain demands to be felt..

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart

I’ll give you a glass of wine, if you give me a few drops of water from your eyes. I’m thirsty for your sadness.