heartbreak

Our silence about grief serves no one. We can't heal if we can't grieve; we can't forgive if we can't grieve. We run from grief because loss scares us, yet our hearts reach toward grief because the broken parts want to mend.

If I did anything right it was when I decided to practice forgiveness and free my heart from pain.

And if her heart was breaking with every step she took, at least he would never know.

You talked over the tour guide who pointed to houses and windows. Showing us where people had lived and died and other people now stayed in their place. Just like a broken heart." - Adieu

His eyes sparkled again, and in that instant I felt a strong urge to get up and leave him behind. I had been wrong to think what Sean and I had was special. He wasn__ __he one_. He couldn__ be. __he one_ would never leave me behind.

There isn't much difference between "giving" and "leaving". While the former will ALWAYS come back to you, the latter will only do if it was meant to be yours in the first place.

Sometimes you have to deprive someone of the pleasure of being with you so that they can realize how much they need you in their lives...

When you go through a breakup, it feels likesomeone died. And the truth is that someone has died _ the relationship.

I am falling in love with falling out of love

Being a blesséd writer is a cursed attribute, when you wish to no longer be encompassed by someone and yet you are surrounded by loose leaf papers filled with the sound of his voice.

You asked me to be an open book. As I've already told you, I am. Anything you need to know about me can be found. Don't confuse me, a paperback, with a book on tape.

The hardest part about moving on is _ not looking back.

Although she was beautiful, he knew that that wasn__ enough anymore.

I tell her that the best thing to do when you fall is to get up,And she is up, so she's moving in the right direction.

He counts as an ex because he made me feel dumped even without making me feel loved first.

her grass seemed greener until a drought cameand cracked the earth beneath you.

If you want to heal a broken heart,Be smart! That's all an ancient art.Start by loving the very small partsThat were left there shattered apart.

Your first love isn't the first person you give your heart to- it's the first one who beaks it.