loss-of-love

The world has become jaded. Romance has died, some no longer believe in love, and because of this, they suffer.

How do you wipe away pain? You don__. You put in tenderness, compassion and joy. You cling to hope and then you offer everything to God. And you wait, with faith you see all things anew _ light shines out from darkness, happiness grows through every pain, and all things become indeed so very beautiful in His time.

The deepest wounds of the soul are healed only by compassion... People do not merely need to be clothed, they need to be embraced with love. A love that enters into their own fears and frailty, a love that suffers with them and stays with them through their darkest hour.

There at the cross, we see all pain and darkness conquered in such a way that it is defeated forever. Not by disregarding it. Not by denying it. But by giving value even to our tears. By loving everything about us, including our very worst hurts.

Every moment you are separated from love it makes it so much harder to remember why a heart was shared

Amina would not know herself until years later, when she understood what it was to long for someone, to ache for their smell and taste on you, to imagine the weight of their hips pinning yours so precisely that you crane up to meet your own invisible desire

I had to see the beauty of my future so I could create it. I gave airtime to my dreams, and they spoke to me.I recognized grief__ voice and turned the volume down. Was it easy? No.Was I scared? Yes.Did fear get in the way? Heck, no. And it never will.My life is worth more than that. Your life is too.

Ice upon ice, and yet, inside, she melted and mourned all the same.

Perhaps that's what she caught, not Life Fatigue but just grief over a broken heart--and the bitterness that comes with being cheated too early of something true--like a young husband's love.

Verily, a man should not cling to those who have passed, for he will likely neglect service to the living.

...I__ tired of everyone looking at me with pity in their eyes. I__ tired of feeling like my heart is being ripped out of my chest every damned day. I__ tired of waking up in the morning, and then remembering...

I would do almost anything for him to kiss me; his possessive lips and eager tongue invading my mouth, even the thought sent tingles up my numb spine and lifeless body

Loss is a part of life, that doesn't make it easy... that makes it inevitable...

Fear manifested itself as a physical presence that seemed to dominate the public sphere. Time almost stopped. Even without confirmation I could sense that something had gone terribly wrong.

HE didn't realize she was his everything until he gave her up for everything else.

Oh, the need to lay my tongue in the rivers of wine,To taste of her lustHow a star feels as it bursts infinitely into diamondsThe earth cries, but it is only the heavens that weep for herThe sun needs to rise once moreCast its loving arms across the mountains and her valleysAnd pull her from the shadowsTo bathe her in the warmth the heart only knows as love

Lucy rubbed her back, a feeling of panic tightening her chest. She was the last person to give love advice. She hadn__ done anything but pine for Jem since he__ gone, and done nothing but pine for him since he__ returned. She hadn__ taken her love for him and put it anywhere at all. Alda looked up, eyes red. __ need to take that love and spread it around. What a waste to just keep it tucked inside.

Memories is all that you have, which help you survive the storms and struggles of your daily life after you lose someone!