Quotes About Pain

The Heart Shattered Glass

I love you. It hurts more than anything ever has, but I do. So don't you dare tell me I don't. Don't you ever say it again!

Her body is a city. Her heart is a large shady square, her fingers pedestrians, her hair the light of streetlamps, her knees two rows of buildings. She tries to give people footpaths. She tries to open up her cheeks and her towers. She didn't know streets hurt so much, not that there were so many streets in her to begin with. She wants to take her body on a stroll, out of her body, but she doesn't know where the key is.

I delete the picture of him from my phone; I delete his number. I think that if I just delete him enough, it will be like none of it ever happened and my heart won't hurt so badly

I hated to leave her and I hated to be near her, because she made me remember what I wanted most to forget.

Sometimes it hurts to look at you," I said. I loved that I could say that and he knew exactly what I meant.

It's all relative, I suppose. You think you know love, you think you know real pain, but you don't. You don't know anything.

I would rather have had someone shoot me in the head with a nail gun, repeatedly, than have to watch the two of them cuddling on the couch together all night. --Conrad

Sometimes questions can be more cruel than insults

I wondered if it was possible to take someone's pain away with a kiss. Because that was what i wanted to do, take all of his sadness and pour it out of him, comfort him, make the boy i knew come back.

There´s no way to protect yourself against heartbreak. That's just a part of life.

I hoped I never saw him again. If I ever had to look at him again, if he looked at me the way he did that day, it would break me.

It's hard to concentrate when your feelings are hurt.

Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way? Probably not. People like you don't have to suffer through those kind of things.

And now I just want to not exist.

When something that terrible, that horrible happens to you, you don't want to talk about it with anyone. You want to bury it deep inside you and let it rest in peace. You want to forget it ever happened. You want to stay home from school.

How do you regret one of the best nights of your entire life? You don't. You remember every word, every look. Even when it hurts, you still remember.

Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way?

When you lose someone and it hurts, that's when you know the love was real.

I'm clenching my fists so tight my fingernails leave red crescent moons on my skin. I feel a surge, a heat roar up inside me. As bad as I'm hurting now, he'll hurt ten times worse. That's the only thing that keeps me going.

Hans axlar skakade. Han grät. Det kändes som om hjärtat skulle brista i mig när jag hörde honom vädja så där, när jag såg honom så blottad och sårbar.

When you lose someone and it still hurts, that's when you know the love was real

Who could have done this to me?" I wail, pressing my hands to my cheeks. "I can't feel my face. Is my face still my face?

Cuando pierdes a alguien y todavía duele, ahí es cuando sabes que el amor fue real.