A broken heart bleeds tears.
Truth is everybody is going to hurt you. You just gotta find the ones worth suffering for. Did i find the one? I guess i did but now i don't know whether am i suffering for the right one or not. It tears you down make you collapse and what you needed is just him/her by your side.
Words are singularly the most powerful force available to humanity. We can choose to use this force constructively with words of encouragement, or destructively using words of despair. Words have energy and power with the ability to help, to heal, to hinder, to hurt, to harm, to humiliate and to humble.
The turning point in the process of growing up is when you discover the core of strength within you that survives all hurt.
“Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn’t have. Maybe there’s a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibility over and over again.” A broken heart bleeds tears.
“I wore your promise on my finger for four years and seven months. I'll wear your name on my heart til I die because you were my boy, you were my only boy forever.” Eventually I still wore your promise on my finger but why din't you. Love is never supposed to hurt. Love is supposed to heal, to be your haven from misery, to make living fucking worthwhile. However much you wanted someone to want you, there was nothing you could do to make it happen. Whatever you did for them, whatever you gave them, whatever you let them take, it could never be enough. Never enough to be sure. Never enough to satisfy them. Never enough to stop them walking away. Never enough to make them love you.
To fall in love is awfully simple, but to fall out of love is simply awful.Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing. When you remember how hard it is to change yourself, you begin to understand what little chance we have of changing others.
She went around with a broken heart, and she wasn't sure who'd broken it. She thought it was herself, mostly. Let your tears come. Let them water your soul. Ask me how many times my heart has been broken and I will tell you to look in the sky and count the stars.When you are in love and you get hurt, it's like a cut... it will heal, but there will always be a scar.You can close your eyes to things you don't want to see, but you can't close your heart to things you don't want to feel.
“Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn’t have. Maybe there’s a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibility over and over again.” A broken heart bleeds tears.
“I wore your promise on my finger for four years and seven months. I'll wear your name on my heart til I die because you were my boy, you were my only boy forever.” Eventually I still wore your promise on my finger but why din't you. Love is never supposed to hurt. Love is supposed to heal, to be your haven from misery, to make living fucking worthwhile. However much you wanted someone to want you, there was nothing you could do to make it happen. Whatever you did for them, whatever you gave them, whatever you let them take, it could never be enough. Never enough to be sure. Never enough to satisfy them. Never enough to stop them walking away. Never enough to make them love you.
To fall in love is awfully simple, but to fall out of love is simply awful.Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing. When you remember how hard it is to change yourself, you begin to understand what little chance we have of changing others.
She went around with a broken heart, and she wasn't sure who'd broken it. She thought it was herself, mostly. Let your tears come. Let them water your soul. Ask me how many times my heart has been broken and I will tell you to look in the sky and count the stars.When you are in love and you get hurt, it's like a cut... it will heal, but there will always be a scar.You can close your eyes to things you don't want to see, but you can't close your heart to things you don't want to feel.
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