Quotes About Heartache

A person who is too proud in love will suffer from the devastating bitterness in the end.

There is this pain of love. You experience it some moments. It starts like a strange gnawing at your heart. It then slowly spreads. Spreads to the whole body. You fall deeply into it. This feeling.

The thought of never crossing your path again is to enormous to bare, so for now I'll make dreams in my heart and remind myself to go and sit & remember them every once in a while.

The purest regret, no matter what, is thinking you didn't love enough.

I gave him my heart without thinking how it would feel if he returned it.

Maybe she had it wrong all this time and her empty heart could never be filled by his ingenious broken spirit. Maybe this yearning had nothing to do with him, and everything to do with her.

And among many understandings and misunderstandings, Lany and Antony once again were victims of an illusory love...

Is this love? Does love need to hurt this much? Or is this a forced kind of love that slaughters all involved?

You want to know what love is? Its the thing that ruins you.

I am digging the grave of love, skeleton not found till now, Just the rotten smell . R v sure it exists ?

His thoughts are unfathomable & her emotions are all over the place. Oh! The tragedy of Love.

If she's gonna love again, it won't be an eternity but a hard, fast conflagration that leaves everyone else in the embers.

The term 'fell in love' is apt, because it implies there is pain in the discovery. I didn't 'land softly in love'.

I came hoping to see those eyes, but instead I return with my heart, leaving behind only flowers.

Love doesn't come with an on-off switch. It's made of too many threads of memory and hope and heartache that weave themselves into the very core of who you are.

Pour your heart out to me and fill my emptiness with your grief.

She told me that I need to forget about us, everything that came to lfie wasn't meant to be, all was a mistakeBut how?How can it be a mistake that I always took her to the Lord on my knees?

Thanks for holding my hand" she said, smiling while wiping away the tears off her face. If only she'd let me hold more than her hand, If only she'd let me hold her heart too.

Funny thing about love, ain't it? Sometimes it saves you and sometimes, like right then, even love isn't enough.

It's still ok to dream with a broken heart.

No one had ever given me any idea on how to handle it when the right one came along, but you weren't the right one for him.

Some might say it was lack of love –I would say it was out of love.

I'm mistaken….for thinking you were someone with a heart worth breaking.

Love is that indefinable moment of brokenheartedness when you cry and someone weeps with your tears