When love plays your life, and left you nothing but a memory of a broken heart heart,
let the pain runs out in your eyes, it will make you feel better.
Don’t think you’re strong when you’re not, it will only makes you feel weaker.
Be wise, accept, forgive and forget with no regret.
Being heartbroken doesn’t mean you stop feeling. Just the opposite – it means you feel it all more.
With your heart in fragments, every sensation is sharper, every emotion more acute. Your feelings are enhanced, like a blind man with an impeccable sense of smell, or a deaf woman whose eyes can perceive things a normal person would never recognize.
The brokenhearted are the best empaths of all.
I didn’t say anything; I could find no words that would express the swirled chaos of emotions inside me. So I just watched him go right out the door.
It is our wounds that create in us a desire to reach for miracles. The fulfillment of such miracles depends on whether we let our wounds pull us down or lift us up towards our dreams.
A disastrous flaw in our design is that the heart always defies the brain.
He turned away; he threw himself on his face on the sofa. ‘Oh, Jane! my hope – my love – my life!’ broke in anguish from his lips.
She’d cried over a broken heart before. She knew what that felt like, and it didn’t feel like this. Her heart felt not so much broken as just … empty. It felt like she was an outline empty in the middle. The outline cried senselessly for the absent middle. The past cried for the present that was nothing.
Its just human nature. People forget past and only care about their present and don’t think what will happen in future…
The actuality that the heart does not want to feel, doesn’t negate the certitude that it once felt and will still feel.
I just can’t do it anymore. It’s too painful. It doesn’t mean I’m over you, it means I’m not going to waste the rest of my life being haunted by your memory.