Quotes About Pain

Yet I am not writing with ordinary ink, but with red blood that dripsfrom my heart. All its wounds long scarred over have opened and itthrobs and hurts, and now and then a tear falls on the paper.

Only someone you loved could make you wear that kind of expression. Someone who had once loved you knew how to get to the part of you where the pain lived.

As long as it still hurts, it isn't love yet.

I loved those eyes, even though they never saw my pain, I loved those ears, even though they heard my stories

I am going to hurt you.You are going to hurt me.But we will do it with practiced fingersand passionate mouthsand I swear to godit will be worth something.

to love is to destroy and that to be loved is the one to be destroyed

I press my lips hard against hers, tasting her desire, her pain, her love, her confusion. At once I'm in two lives, two worlds, two places.

I never mastered anything. I am damaged. Broken. And I always will be.

It's really difficult to pretend that you are happy when you actually are not in a state to face someone!!

These kisses hurt--not from roughness, but because she could feel all his pain.

Why is it so tough to forget pain and tougher to remember happiness.We treasure our scars but forget to live on our smiles.

Nothing on earth hurts my soul deeper than her.

There are two kinds of people. There are those who love you and make your life beautiful. There are those that hurt you and the pain encourages you to be wonderful.

Spiritual pain is when you can't stand another moment not knowing the real truth, and when you finally do know you can't let go.

Love is my drug of choice, even if it comes laced with pain and disaster.

I have a headache. If only I had a crown to put on!

You think being dead inside is bad until someone brings you back to life and stabs you in the chest without the intention of killing you.

The day he moved out was terrible – That evening she went through hell.His absence wasn't a problemBut the corkscrew had gone as well.

Love doesn't always curl your toes sometimes it takes a bite right out of your soul.

And I find myself asking again and again.... What was it about such a beautiful man, who was able to leave such ugly scars?

You broke meI'm trying to put allthe piecesback togetherThe processis takinglonger than expected.

She's fire. But she won't burn you... she knows all too well, how it feel to live with ashes.

I write about pain so you know you're not alone. I've felt it too. I'm releasing it... in hope that you will too.

I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again.