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Sometimes I think of you and I feel giddy. Memory makes me lightheaded, drunk on champagne. All the things we did. And if anyone has said this was the price I would have agreed to pay it. That surprises me; that with the hurt and the mess comes a shift of recognition. It was worth it. Love is worth it.

The things that I love about you aren't going to go away when you go on your book tour, and they're not going to go away when you go on your mission. I'll still be here, and I'll still be thinking about all those things. I'll still be working on being a better person, a better friend, a better son. I'll still be wondering what it would be like to be a better boyfriend for you. And you will be on your mission, thinking about how much you wish your weren't gay.

I want you to learn that if you don't keep picking at old wounds, over time they will eventually heal. Oh sure, sometimes they will leave a nasty, jagged scar, but at least it won't hurt like it did anymore, and if you don't look at it, sometimes you can almost forget it's there.

If God is love, and nothing imperfect can exist in the presence of God; then healing is simply the process of bringing love to the places within us that are hurting.

You were too lazy to learn to dance until it was almost too late, and in the same way you were too lazy to learn to love. As for ideal and tragic love, that I don't doubt you can do marvellously- and all honour to you. Now you will learn to love a little in an ordinary human way.

Pain will come with time, but time will heal the pain.

Over time our tears will help heal the pain and soothe the hurt.

An unceasingly grateful life can easily heal from the wounds of hurt and setback. It can also easily shed resentment, hate, and bitterness_

Healing the hurt is much harder than not hurting them at all.

The good news is you survived. The bad news is you're hurt and no one can heal you but yourself.

When you have a hard day or when I see you slipping backward, I'm desperate to stop it, to make you see how amazing you are, to help you know that you have so much to look forward to. The things that happened to you won't haunt you forever.""But I'll remember them forever." I know there's no forgetting and I'm still not sure what to do with that. He sucks in a breath. "But they'll hurt less."I don't have to look at him to know there are tears on his face.

Many will notice the change in your attitude, and make judgements, call you names _ arrogant, Ill tempered. But only a select few will see beyond and notice the hurt, pain, rejection that triggered the anger, and activated your defence in the form of changed attitude. And of these few who notice, barely exceptional ones, will care enough to act and see their contribution to your pain _ apologise or take corrective actions, to help your heart heal.To find someone who understands your emotions so well and does not define you by your outbursts or your temper, but instead sees the factors that trigger those reactions in you, even when they are at the receiving end, is nothing less than a miracle.

I don__ want to be in pain anymore. I want to be done, to be left unburdened and naked, to tear the hurt off my body like layers of clothes. At the end of the trail I stop and bend forward, hands on my knees, to catch my breath. I__ not healed, but for this moment, I__ better.

We hurt ourselves much more than anyone can hurt us just by believing the stupid thoughts we get sometimes.

4.04 APOLOGYA second insult be just a stiff apology,As the first be when hurt was the party;Damages for aggrieved no medicine be,But healing from hurt - the desire only.[38] - 4

Suicide is the utmost sincere and candid apology to the ones you hurt most

He understood then that neither time nor distance had lessened his love for her.But was love that made him ache with suffering truly worth fighting for?

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.