Heartbreak Quotes - Page 16

No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief.

Casper didn't give me direction for what to do if somebody I used to really like-like, somebody who would be somebody good to love, somebody right, somebody who understood about me, turned out to not have the same ideas about me.

Either give me your hand, or end it now, and put us both out of our misery

I'm just trying to outrun a broken heart, which is nothing to sneeze at, for a broken heart breaks a person.

Heartbreak is stupid and impossible. Hearts don't break. Hearts squeeze, they wrench, they ache, they shrivel. Hearts pull apart in wet chunks like canned tomatoes.

Let her go,” Brendan said, and Will did. And that was the biggest mistake of his life. Letting her go.

Yes I value strong friendships on a very deep level, I value these connections because time and time again i will go through heartbreak, I will forget my self worth, I will make mistakes and my world will feel broken beyond repair and to have these special people in your life that will be there to help you pick up the pieces and remind you what makes you special and worth being alive is the most amazing feeling in the world and I would never trade that for anything.

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

We are all Romeos looking for our Juliet, but never finding her.

I was yours once till death if you cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now--I can't hang about whining for ever--and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked and attend to your own happiness?

So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.

You live to poison every beautiful flower that you come in contactwith- I pray for the next girlyou may or may notdestroy

What's the difference?" You ask meThe difference is, a smile touches my lipsWhen I remember both the memory of you entering my lifeAnd the memory of you leaving my life

I wanted to pretend for just a little longer that I was whole again. Happy. Then I'd figure out how to pick up the pieces and move on.

In that house, you will find my heart. You must break in, Henri, and get it back for me.'Was she mad? We had been talking figuratively. Her heart was in her body like mine. I tried to explain this to her, but she took my hand and put it against her chest.Feel for yourself.

I was crying a little for the boy I had wanted him to be and the boy he hadn’t turned out to be.

The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning and raced across the blue dome and dipped into the sea of fire every evening.

How do you know love is gone? If you said that you would be there at seven and you get there by nine and he or she has not called the police - it's gone.

Vulnerability is the least celebrated emotion in our society

Have you ever longed for someone so much, so deeply that you thought you would die? That your heart would just stop beating? I am longing now, but for whom I don't know. My whole body craves to be held. I am desperate to love and be loved. I want my mind to float into another's. I want to be set free from despair by the love I feel for another. I want to be physically part of someone else. I want to be joined. I want to be open and free to explore every part of them, as though I were exploring myself.

love canembellish its beginningsing its blossomingand engrave its eternitiesbut can never explain its loss.

Why wait to forgive and let go only after you have sufficiently wallowed in your despair? Why not forgive and let go now?

I love you even still...even still that you are so damaged that you do not recognise love when it is right in your face. I know you want love but you don't understand that love doesn't alays have to be pain.

Jealousy from a love affair is something even God can admit.

So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the time for him to leave was approaching:"Oh!", said the fox. "I am going to cry.""It's your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any harm; but you wanted me to tame you...""I know," said the fox."And now you're going to cry!" said the little prince."I know," said the fox."So you have gained nothing from it at all!""Yes, I have gained something," said the fox, "because of the colour of the corn.

No hard feelings, lover. You can't break my heart. It stopped beating a long time ago.

Her bright green eyes pop against the smudged black mascara. There’s so much pain hidden inside those liquid pools, and I want to unravel her.I’d like to soften up her edges till they’re so blurry I’m the only thing she can focus on, the only thing she can see. I need to light a fire where her heart has been left cold and hardened, rearranging her broken pieces around mine in a way I can make them fit together. I want to crawl inside of her so deep she can’t use me like she’s used to and then get rid of me and forget we happened.

Everyone who loves risks losing their heart every minute of every day.

Though I know he loves me tonight my heart is sad his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.

People will always walk their own road and you cannot drag them onto yours. But, if you happen to wander into the path of a good person, you best take your mask off and shine or I promise, they will just walk on by.

You said this was only the beginning, I didn't realize that meant starting a new chapter without you as part of my story.

If I was meant to be controlled, I would have come with a remote.

If a heart breaks and nobody hears it, how do you know if its really broken?

I knew what he felt. The huge buoyant air sack of love that filled his body had just exploded and the collapse was devastating.

Love can give you such happiness, then can break the very heart it filled, leaving a hole that can never be fixed or protected by any armour.

unheard and unseen { protected } from the vision of whatwe would look cute togetherreally means words do{ lie } amongst thelol’s and just kiddings{ hearts } lay awakedreaming nightmares of unicorns disguised as demonschase away{ hope } causing it to remain

He made me feel less lonely tonight by letting me into his world, and I found that I really liked being there. I wasn't ready to go back to my own.

If I blink she'll disappear," he told her. She looked at him and said,"Maybe that is the best thing for you.

She kept hoping something would change, but she knew she'd lost him to a world she could never be part of. So instead she pretended.Pretended to be strong.Pretended everything was alright.Pretended for Michael, for herself, but most of all for Willow. Because Willow loved Michael, and he, her – that much was obvious

The fear is like metal on my tongue—I’ve known him but a fragment of time, and yet I’m certain if I accept his suit, it will destroy a part of me when he leaves.”Keir reached forward to tuck her hair behind her ear. “We’re all a little broken.” Quiet. Potent. “No one goes through life with a whole heart.

And I think missing you hurts the most when something funny happens. Because in that one moment I find myself laughing, and within the next second I want to tell or text you what happened. And then it hits me again, every single time, that you aren’t there anymore. That I lost that one thing that mattered to me.

You walked into my life when I was nineteen years old. You were the only man I ever loved - the only man I ever hope to love. You took everything we did together, everything we were to each other, and scorched it to nothing: left it a cloud of ash.

My heart is ripped open, shredded, leaking blood. I can't let him leave like this. We've been through to much to turn into strangers.

Someday you're gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You'll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing...

I know she's just trying to protect me, just as I was to protect myself a few short weeks ago, but her words make me aware that the heart in my chest is a muscles like any other. It can hurt.

God's got a lot of explaining to do. Of course, God never explains. When life breaks your heart, you're just supposed to pick up the pieces and start all over, I guess.

Maybe everything really does just have an expiration date—one that you can’t see until she tells you she’s leaving, and then she’s gone.

The heart was made to be broken.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief. . . and unspeakable love.

His fingerprints covered my skin.

and after everything had been said and done I realized, you cannot keep people no matter how far you go to do so. You don't have any control over what they choose to do. Even if they choose to leave you on your own.Even if they choose to make you hate love

I forced myself out of a love that I knew would only end fatally.I forced myself into the dark, until I could no longer remember how to feel with my eyes. I forced my mind to believethat someone would hold youbetter than I ever could. But the worst part was selling my soulfor a price I know I'll never repay, and forcing myself into lovewith someone who wasn't you

I still wake longing for your touchSkin open wound rawbecause I was told that's the only way to heal.I couldn't tame youyou weren't meant for domesticationmeant to roam freebut I still rememberthe first time you said "I love you"a whisper barely audibleafraid of choking on your wordsor mineyou preferred me voicelessblank stare submissiveswallowing back years of lost timewaiting for you to change.

The moral of the story couldn’t be clearer: you already know if your partner is fucking around behind your back, you just need to decide if you’re done being a doormat. You need to wake up one morning and decide that those rose-colored glasses are so last fucking season.

I have nothing to offer you otherthan the undying love of my broken Heart.

You know you've checked into Heartbreak Hotel for real when you feel less desirable than uncooked fish.

First of all, I wish you love, and that by loving you may also be loved.But if it’s not like that, be brief in forgettingAnd after you’ve forgotten, don’t keep anything.

The feeling of loving her and being loved by her welled up in him, and he could taste the adrenaline in the back of his throat, and maybe it wasn't over, and maybe he could feel her hand in his again and hear her loud, brash voice contort itself into a whisper to say I-love-you as if it were a secret, and an immense one.

We cannot see love yet its nurturing warmth is the essence of our being and sorrow can touch our very soul. For remorse is like a ripple on the ocean, once given it remains only in the heart of the receiver.Believe in Yourself by Grace Willows

You're like a band-aid that is slowly ripping off, and I'm still wounded!