broken-heart

Do you love me enough that I am allowedto be damaged? Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be weak in some places?

What about those Promises of yours to never leave me? she asked, stammering too much this time. His cruel smirk was as gut-wrenching as his words_ Promises are meant to be broken, sweetheart.

You__e like the broken chapter of my favorite story.

Love?! When a piece of broke heart hits you.

We were just two broken souls trying to fix one another...Somehow I ended up with a piece of you and you me

But even a vessel pulsates, beats and pumps in ecstasy and in rage!I wonder are the way we are because we are trying to protect ourselves from the __onsters_ not realizing this fear that we are harboring inside us is turning us into goblins and ghouls ourselves? Not even a heart caged inside of ribs can be protected. Who can really be to blame for your broken heart?In-turn we find our own vices , our own ways to cope, ways that we petrify our bodies our lives in such a fashion so we can stop and notice the stars sparkling in the sky everything and everyone that embodies love YOUR LOVE_ and every spec dancing in our own light, specs we failed to see because of our own faults.

The actuality that the heart does not want to feel, doesn't negate the certitude that it once felt and will still feel.

There are some moments you won't completely heal from, those rare ones you will take torn open to the grave but throughout all the big moments that shake you up there will be countless tiny experiences that help you laugh all over again.

Love alone means nothing unless you have a tortured heart for it to soothe.

A disastrous flaw in our design is that the heart always defies the brain.

A hundred years ago, people had perfectly understood that you could die of a broken heart, now they thought you were making a fuss about nothing_Certain kinds of suffering are like radiation: they cause furious growth and mutation of the inner self.

Every broken heart has screamed at one time or another, "I want to know why!

Relation is when each have Same words to speak, Conversation will be Awesome.

I asked myself only when he needed my help, "How will the broken heal the wounded?

We met at a cross-roads in life,But we were going different directions.We were part of each other's lives,But only for a moment.The first person that you meet in lifeWon't necessarily be the one who's forever.Just look at you and me,And it's not hard to see thatThis is the moment before life goes on.We are still friends;We are still really good friends.Please tell me that you agree.But I'm not the one for you,And you just can't see yourself with me.

True love will break you, it devotes to break your beat up, broken heart awaiting to repair and align you to your true purpose.

When you committed to love me, cherish me, be only with me, protect my heart, I took all that literally. Silly me.

When you act against gravity, you break your body. When you act against Love, you break your heart.