Quotes About Heartache

It is very painful to love someone and believe you cannot be with them.

If there were no Love, there'd be no grief

People say love is a gift but i say love is a burden, loving someone and having to watch them be in love with someone else.

It's hard to imagine that our love is a story with an end.

He who falls in love meets a worse fate than he who leaps from a rock.

The tragedy of love is indifference.

All who love have lied.

It's sick that I experienced a once in a lifetime love - still as strong as the day it happened - & have been punished every single day since.

It is better than going on loving someone who cannot love me back. Better wasting all that feelings" -Tessa gray

Love did not overcome everything. Love did not always endure. All you had could be taken away, love could be the last thing you had, and then love could be taken too.

She could taste loss in the back of her throat so badly that she could vomit.

And was it not clear now that the absorbing need in her soul, the need to love, would never—except for a brief while, now and then, and by an unfortunate misunderstanding—be fulfilled?

I find it very difficult to let a friend or beloved go into that country of no return. I answer the heroic question, Death, where is thy sting? with It is here in my heart, and my mind, and my memories.

Now the days stretch before you with the dryness and sameness of desert dunes. And in this season of grief we who love you have become invisible to you. Our words worry the empty air around you and you can sense no meaning in our speech. Yet, we are here. We are still here. Our hearts ache to support you. We are always loving you. You are not alone.

Each time, my search for true love Leads me to the gates of hell.

He explained when we were smaller that when things were very bad his soul just crawled behind his heart and curled up and went to sleep.

In a Time In a time of secret wooing Today prepares tomorrow's ruin Left knows not what right is doing My heart is torn asunder. In a time of furtive sighs Sweet hellos and sad goodbyes Half-truths told and entire lies My conscience echoes thunder In a time when kingdoms come Joy is brief as summer's fun Happiness, its race has run Then pain stalks in to plunder.

In a time of secret wooing Today prepares tomorrow's ruin Left knows not what right is doing My heart is torn asunder. In a time of furtive sighs Sweet hellos and goodbyes Half-truths told and entire lies My conscience echoes thunder. In a time when kingdoms come Joy is brief as summer's fun Happiness its race has run Then pain stalks in to plunder.

Have you ever been torn between two impossibilities and knew in your heart that no matter which way you went or which path you chose that you were doomed to unhappiness?

He'd never get over her. He knew that without hesitation or doubt. He loved her. As deeply as it was possible to love another person. And God, he wanted her. Every day. In hit life. As much a part of him as he would be of her.

His words put an ache in her heart. She wanted happily ever after more than he could possibly know. She wanted forever. Problem was, she just wasn't sure she believed in it anymore. It was why she clung to her fiction so much. She immersed herself in books because there she could be anyone and it was easy to believe in love and happily ever after.

The music touched her, haunted her, because it was so beautiful and because she had never waltzed to it in her true love's arms. And never would.

That hurt querida, that really hurt

But I had loved him. A part of me still did. Maybe more than a part of me, because I'm a complete moron.