Heartache Quotes - Page 5

What they have been teaching us is wrong. Yes, we do have control over our choices. Why? Because life gave us the freedom to choose. The only downside to this freedom are the insatiable consequences we shall have to face because of the choices we learned to embrace.

Cry your grief to God. Howl to the heavens. Tear your shirt. Your hair. Your flesh. Gouge your eyes. Carve out your heart. And what will you get from Him? Only Silence. Indifference.

Sleeping on it didn't make accepting it any easier. It seemed like a really bad dream.

Eyes so young, so full of pain ... Two lonely drops of winter rain ... And no tear could these eyes sustain ... For too much had they seen.

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 filled by someone better than you.

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 is no longer there
hurts even more.

Years of love, followed by heartache.
Those are the years that define me.
Those are the years that know–
love’s eternity is you.

It isn't a bit of use my pretending I'm not crying, because I am... Pause to mop up. Better now.
Perhaps it would really be rather dull to be married and settled for life. Liar! It would be heaven.

Marriage is not easy, I thought to myself. It’s not supposed to be easy. It’s two different people, from two different backgrounds, trying to build a life together for better or worse. It’s something you have to work at every single day. There are going to be hard times and those are the times you are supposed to fight like hell.

Withdraw from talking about leaving someone behind. Just rekindle the friendship and love while you still have that moment together.

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

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...

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

Some people are lucky to find love, others must settle with being liked...

My soul hurts.

I have been loved," she said, "by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

Secrets are festering parasites to a relationship, devouring their hosts from within, leaving behind a empty hollow husk of what once was.

I felt like an integral part of my being had just been ripped out of me, only to have it replaced with something that did not belong.

You wanted to see the world.
And yet, all I want is to see you.

That's what it felt like - that if I let a little of the hurt out, it would keep pouring out until I was a deflated balloon of a person, with a big monster of hurt in front of me.