I finally found him sitting on his balcony. He was leaning back against the wall with his eyes closed. Soft music played, and a cool ocean breeze blew back my hair as I stepped on to the balcony and inhaled the scent of the sea.
"May I join you?" I asked softly.
He didn’t bother opening his eyes. "If you like."
The moon in the dark sky looked like a giant white plate dipping its edge into the ocean. We sat quietly for a while. I closed my eyes too and listened to him hum along in harmony with the music.
"You haven’t played your guitar in a long time. I miss it," I said when the song was finished.
Ren turned away. "I fear there is no music left in me.
Mots clés pain music heartache ren kelsey
Aye, though he loved her from his soul with such a self denying love as woman seldom wins; he spoke from first to last of Martin.
Charles DickensMots clés love lonliness heartache
Wanting more is just a recipe for heartache.
Stephen KingWe like to think we’re in charge of our own lives, but we ain’t.
Moira YoungMots clés heartache laine-s-fave
Doctoring her seemed to her as absurd as putting together the pieces of a broken vase. Her heart was broken. Why would they try to cure her with pills and powders?
Leo TolstoyMots clés heart heartbreak heartache broken-heart pills broken
I encased my heart in stone so as to stop it from beating
Sonya WatsonMots clés heartache sadness-feeling-ache
He looked at me intently before speaking. “Why do you do that?”
I frowned at him. “Do what?”
“Push everyone away.” Danny told me simply.
I was a little stunned and when I didn’t say anything, Danny continued on.
“Darcie, what are you so afraid of? Why do you shut people out?” He looked at me searchingly.
“Because it’s easier that way!” I yelled at him suddenly and he looked taken aback.
I took a deep breath to calm down and added, “And I don’t like feeling vulnerable.”
Danny stared at me. “Being vulnerable is nothing to be ashamed of Darcie …it’s what makes us human.”
I shook my head furiously. “No! Being vulnerable makes you weak – just like every other emotion … if you allow yourself to care, you only end up getting hurt.”
Danny threw me a consoling look. “But there’s nothing wrong with caring –”
“No!” I interrupted angrily. “I don’t want to care! You only end up getting hurt … and it hurts so bad that you can’t breathe. I don’t want to feel like that. I don’t want to feel at all! It’s just easier to shut everyone out … if you don’t care about them – you won’t get hurt!
Mots clés life love hurt heartache
I hate feeling so weak and vulnerable.
I hate that I miss him.
I hate that I am alone, and I always was.
I hate that I made him into a superhero, he was not.
I hate that he doesn't want to kiss me.
I hate that every time I cry over one boy it's like crying over all of them again.
Mots clés vulnerability heartache
I didn't go there lightly. I knew even then that this was the beginning of something very hard to reverse. But I couldn't do otherwise now: I was too possessed
Francesca MarcianoYou can chase love. If you are lucky enough to catch it…is it really yours?
Brian MacLearnMots clés love heartache life-philosophy
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