Sometimes you break your heart in the right way, if you know what I mean.
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When your heart is shattered into a million pieces, all you can do is try to keep holding on. You breathe. You try to fall asleep. You try to not think about him.
Every broken heart has screamed at one time or another: Why can’t you see who I truly am?
Is it still considered a heartache when in fact, it’s your entire body and soul that feel broken?
Because, nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you.
I once imagined you loved me a little bit, if you’ll excuse the presumption.
She’s sitting right in front of me, but at the same time she’s a million miles away.
…And if we won’t burn together, I’ll burn alone.
This heart of mine has only two settings: nothing at all or too much. There is no in between.
You don’t know distance until you’ve shared your bed with somebody who’s falling out of love with you.
I don’t hate you. I just dislike you. I dislike you thoroughly and I’m through with you.
It’s not okay to settle for something I don’t want, something that’s less than I deserve, something that causes me pain.
They say you don’t get over someone until you find someone or something better. As humans, we don’t deal well with emptiness. Any empty space must be filled. Immediately. The pain of emptiness is too strong. It compels the victim to fill that place. A single moment with that empty spot causes excruc…
Isn’t it crazy that even the smallest things could remind you of something or someone. You feel both a mixture of joy and pain, people and things may be temporary but the memories remain.
If I read our story backwards, it’s about how I un-broke your heart, and then we were happy until one day, you forgot about me forever.
People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it’s the heart that hurts most when things go wrong and fall apart.
Me thinking of you has nothing to do with you, and everything to do with my inability to let the painful things go.
When you win, nothing hurts.
There are a million ways to bleed. But you are by far my favorite.
You were hurt badly, and those scars will be with you for ever. I feel sorry for you, I really do. But think of it like this: it’s not too late to recover. You’re young, you’re tough. You’re adaptable. You can patch up your wounds, lift up your head and move on.