Quotes About Parting

Being parted, broken-hearted

Every little lie you lie brings us closer to goodbye.

Goodbyes hurt the most, when people leave without saying them.

I see your face in my mind as I drive away, cause none of us thought it was gonna end that way.

How can one person bring so many tears to one little eye? It's hard to fall in love, but even harder to say good bye.

Leaving me was not your mistake but giving you my unconditional love was my biggest mistake.

Sometimes I wish I never became so close to you, that way it wouldn't be as hard saying goodbye.

Sometimes who you love isn't who you need. And as much as it hurts to let go... It would hurt you worse in the long run to hold on. Be rest assured that not every relationship ended up until God do us part.

Saying goodbye is the hardest part but the hope to see you soon makes it better.

You're no longer a part of my life, but I wish you the best with yours.

If I die, tell him that I loved him.

You will always have a place in my heart, long after I have left yours.

How do you say goodbye to someone who had you at hello?

If you meant everything you told me, why did you let me go?

It only takes a few seconds to say goodbye to someone you love, but it will take the rest of your life to forget them, because the memory lives on forever in your heart.

If I fall asleep texting you, its because I didnt want to say goodbye.

Beginnings are dreary, and endings too hard, spirit of life is always vast, neither do we meet, nor do we part, the journey continues, after endings, before starts!

A trumpet blows outside. Her hand goes to her cheek, swipes away tears. "Go," she whispers. "Please.

Ma dernière pensée est pour Achille.

She walks back, more slowly, the way she came. How odd it feels, to move along the same streets, the route in reverse, like inking over words, her feet the quill, going back over work, rewriting, erasing. Partings are strange. It seems so simple: one minute ago, four, five, he was here, at her side; now, he is gone. She feels exposed, chill, peeled like an onion.

One thousand ways to say good-bye One thousands ways to cry One thousand ways to hang your hat before you go outside I say good-bye good-bye good-bye I shout it out so loud Cause the next time that I find my voice I might not remember how.

This is a love story. I never knew there were so many kinds of love or that love could make people do so many different things. I never knew there were so many different ways to say goodbye.

Please take your time. I want you to kill me slowly so I can write my last poem to my wife's heart. They laughed, and took from me only the words dedicated to my wife's heart.

He pulls the hood over my head. I try to pull back. I'm not trying to run away. I just want to see her... One last time...