heartbroken

More lies, but maybe lies were better than the truth.

There is somethingmystically sadand beautifulabouthowi will neversee youagainbut meet youagain and againin poetry.

I almost wish I hadn't met him. How am I supposed to go back to my old life, my days stretching out before me with unending and brutal sameness? How am I supposed to go back to being The Girl Who Reads?

Birds sing even when the world is filled with sadness. I don't know why people can't do the same thing.

Secrets are festering parasites to a relationship, devouring their hosts from within, leaving behind a empty hollow husk of what once was.

Someday you will wake up feeling 51 percent happy and slowly, molecule by molecule, you will feel like yourself again.

You've left me with a kaleidoscope of broken smiles and shattered dreams.

When you lose someone, you get used to living day to day without them. But you__l never get used to the _10 second heartbreak._ That__ the time it takes to wake to full consciousness each day and remember_

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

It must feel good to have someone trying so hard to keep you in any circumstances. I wish I have one too, at least I know how does it feels to have someone wanting you more than anything, other than making you cry alone in despair.

I have become intoxicated again.You are such a potent wine, my friend.To escape your withdrawal effects,tomorrow I will drink in excess.Alas, why make me love?I was aware, conscious, and sensible before.I am ill by cause of this illusion.The devil plays tricks on me more and more.I was a harp you immaculately plucked at will.Your score, the nightingale song withinnotes composed to imprison and bear me wings.Oh, if only they could hear how it sings!I am now beyond parched.My strings left untouched.You are no longer an oasis, my friend,but a mirage soon coming to an end.

At first I did not love you, Jude; that I own. When I first knew you I merely wanted you to love me. I did not exactly flirt with you; but that inborn craving which undermines some women's morals almost more than unbridled passion--the craving to attract and captivate, regardless of the injury it may do the man--was in me; and when I found I had caught you, I was frightened. And then--I don't know how it was-- I couldn't bear to let you go--possibly to Arabella again--and so I got to love you, Jude. But you see, however fondly it ended, it began in the selfish and cruel wish to make your heart ache for me without letting mine ache for you.

You shouldn__ chase people. You should know that you are important enough and deserve the time and attention just like everyone else. You shouldn__ run after people to prove that you matter and exist. You are worth it, more than you could ever imagine. You are a star that could sparkle on anyone__ night sky. You are everything in someone__ eyes. Remember, do not chase, let them know your worth because if you have to chase, it__ not real love. It__ not worth it.

you will never know how valuable a thing or a person is...until its not with you anymore,then you`ll regret...its not my fault.its urs..

Promises hold no real value, What matters the most is not to loose yourself while fulfilling promises for others.

Do you know that feeling - The feeling of being alive and dead, both at the same time? When it seems like you are just going through with different notions of life, without actually living it. I do, I know that feeling very well. I live with it, eat with it and often sleep with it.

The words went round and round and round in my mind and my body, until I knew they were no longer my words but something that had been carved into my heart.And now my soul was crying.

After a while, it all started to fade. No more pain, no more unwanted thoughts and no sound. Just darkness. I welcomed it. I was done.