Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
From an Irish headstone
Tags: death memory memories healing heartbreak eternal-love healing-the-past death-of-a-loved-one love-hurts memorial death-and-love heartache-love
I was afraid,” she said, “and I wanted to hear your voice.
Lauren GilleyTags: fear love-hurts lovers-sadness
They’d dueled in the lamplight of her kitchen that night, savaging each other with accusations that could never be recalled. Now, he couldn’t remember half of what they’d said, only the colors and lights and seething tide of fear all around them. He could still taste the acrid burn of unfairness.
Lauren GilleyTags: lovers-quarrels love-hurts
I was always reaching for love, but it turns out love doesn't involve reaching. I was always dreaming of the big love, the ultimate love, the love that would sweep me off my feet or 'break open the hard shell of my lesser self' (Daisaku Ikeda). The love that would bring on my surrender. The love that would inspire me to give everything. As I lay there, it occurred to me that while I had been dreaming of this big love, this ultimate love, I had, without realizing it, been giving and receiving love for most of my life. As with the trees that were right in front of me, I had been unable to value what sustained me, fed me, and gave me pleasure. And as with the trees, I was so busy waiting for and imagining and reaching and dreaming and preparing for this huge big love that I had totally missed the beauty and perfection of the soft-boiled eggs and Bolivian quinoa.
V (formerly Eve Ensler)Tags: life love acceptance change-your-life love-hurts
Sometimes the people we love make us hate some other people we love.
Munia KhanTags: love people hate hatred love-hurts
I’ve lost control of the simple act of being able to breathe. I’m hyperventilating.
“I don’t need you to show me how to breathe,” I say.
“You don’t?” He looks skeptical.
“I think I can handle the simple act of breathing without you.
Tags: broken-heart breathe love-hurts
But despite such energetic mental exercise, the ghosts of time present would intrude and drive his dreams away. It was Ann who had robbed him of his peace, Ann who had once made the present so important and taught him the habit of reality, and when she went there was nothing.
John Le CarréTags: love love-hurts
The joy of intimacy is the reward of commitment.
Joshua HarrisTags: dating christian-love love-hurts
Finally, I formulate and say a little prayer to God, and since we haven’t officially spoken since my mom and Elliott died that takes up quite a bit of my time.
The rest of it I spend on trying to determine what I think love really is and what I actually feel for Tally Landon at this point. Upon deep reflection, I realize that I must be at the edge of life’s abyss. This is me. All there is left of me; and yet, I’m looking over and contemplating its meaning on whether to jump or stay. I’m not sure this feeling for Tally Landon is made up of love any more than it is of hate. This must be a kind of purgatory—the in-between place—because these pervasive feelings of rage and passion for Tally are equalized and actually co-mingle together—like fire and water—each ready to extinguish the other. I’ve come to accept the truth. There may be nothing left for us. It could go either way.
Tags: sad-reality love-hurts truth-and-lies
The longeswt love, is the love that cant be!
Karsten AndersenTags: love-hurts
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