breakup

I missed you more now than I had when I lost you. I was forgetting the bad things faster than I forgot the good, and the changing ratio felt a little bit like falling in love even though I was actually speaking to you less and less.

Shoo. Away with you. It's my fault for expecting the extraordinary from the ordinary.

If she says goodbye, someone else will say hi.

Don't cry for someone who would love smiling when your tears are flowing.

What is it that makes you cry? It is only your attachments. What is it that you miss when it is lost? It is the object of your attachment. Ponder over this. Find out what it is that grips your very life, without which you feel miserable and destitute; that is the center of your attachment. Here is what you should do: make an effort to find out what things it would hurt you to lose. Then, before they are lost, open your hands little by little, relax your grip on them. This is the method for conquering attachment. There is bound to be pain, but you must bear it; this is your penance. It is not necessary to renounce anything. It is not that you should leave your wife and run away to the Himalayas. Remain there, where you are, but gradually stop depending on her. There is no need to cause any pain; your wife need not even know it. There is no need to tell her.Seek out the attachments. Try gradually to live without the things that you now think you cannot live without. Create such a state within yourself that if and when these things are lost, there is not the slightest tremor within you. Then you will have attained victory over these attachments. This can be possible. It has been possible. And if it has happened to even one, it can happen to all.

People whose own dreams aren't completed, help others to accomplish their dreams.

Perhaps the echoes of people we once loved still linger in the places we frequented with them and that is why we go back_ Not so much to remember them as to feel them_

To lose a worthless friend is worthy of a testimony.

He who sacrifices his respect for love basically burns his body to obtain the light.

Today 5:14 p.m."Mrrrrrowl. Mrrrrrowl.""Ow! Ow, stupid cat! Ahem. You told me, 'stop calling, Isabelle,' but I'm not the one calling you. Church is calling you. Mine are merely the fingers that work the phone."See, here's something you may not have known before you committed your recent rash acts. Our cat, Church, and your cat, Chairman Meow? They're in love. I've never seen such love before. I never knew such love could exist in the heart of a... cat. Some people say that love between two dude cats is wrong, but I think it's beautiful. Love makes Church happier than I've ever seen him. Nothing makes him happy like Chairman Meow. Not tuna. Not shredding centuries-old tapestries. Nothing. Please don't keep these cats apart. Please don't take the joy of love away from Church."Look, this is really just a warning for your own good. If you keep Church and Chairman Meow apart, Church will start to get angry."You wouldn't like Church when he's angry."Beep

You tasted like fireAnd I miss that.So, at timesI drank a little.And at times,I drank too much.But I only drankTill it burned me enough.

Deep down, I think everybody wants to be __he one_ to someone. I don__ know if I__e ever been that person to anyone else _ but I do know you are that person to me. You are the one. The only one. And you always will be.

You loved him enough to let him leave_ Now you need to love yourself enough to let him go.

How did you know it was love?" "It never really hurt this much before.

She wears it so beautifully doesn__ she, her pain_ Always smiling, always positive_. always happy to help_ It__ like a garment perfectly tailored to fit the way she carries it_ with a touch of grace_ and the quietness of that sad smile_. All so you__ never know how heavy it really was.

I don't write about you because you don't deserve to be immortalised in my words.I'll leave you to float around in my mind until forgetfulness comes to take you away.

There comes a point where you no longer care if there__ a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You__e just sick of the tunnel.

You made me feel worthwhile_. like for once it mattered if I was here or not because I actually meant something to someone_. because I meant something to you. I miss that feeling.