Quotes About Heartache

It's horrible when your heart is somewhere your body is not.

All I ever wanted was love, until you loved me.

Sometime when two people love each other, it's really unfortunate.

The more things change, the more you still don't love me.

Ah, unrequited love. When your best isn't good enough.

I wish being in love was enough. I wish it counted for anything at all.

At least she (Thomas' mom) knows what she wants is dead. What I want just refuses to be with me. Maybe I should compare notes with her on what's worse, for I swear to God sometimes I think if you were dead this would hurt less.

My peace is gone,My heart is heavy.

Ay de mí! Este vacío, este horrible vacío que siente mi alma... Muchas veces me digo: "Si pudiera un momento, uno solo estrecharla contra mi corazón, todo este vacío se llenaría.

Whoever has loved once, knows all that life contains of sorrow and of joy.

The little things that made up the fabric of the first six years of my life were suddenly ripped away, and I didn't have anyone around me who loved me. Not one single person.

Trouble comes to us all in this life: we set our hearts on things which it isn't God's will for us to have, and then we go sorrowing.

Life is a succession of afflictions for the heart.

The damning tho't stuck in my throat and cut me like a knife, That she, whom all my life I'd loved, should be another's wife.

Quand notre coeur a fait une fois sa vendange, Vivre est un mal. Once our heart has been harvested once, Life becomes miserable.

Some reckon their age by years, Some measure their life by art; But some tell their days by the flow of their tears And their lives by the moans of their hearts.

We have to remember that no matter how much hardship we go through in our life, there is always going to be that fragile place in our heart.

The light has gone out of my life.

The sun in my life, it is gone, it is gone

The bullet hole opened wide and my heart rolled out of my rib cage and down into a flower bed.

There is not even a Scrabble word for how bad I feel.

Divorce shreds the muscles of our hearts so that they will hardly beat without a struggle.

the best way to avoid having your heart broken was to pretend you don't have one.

By now, you know everything about Jackson Clarke, probably way more than anyone on earth wants to hear. This is all I have to add: I still think about him every day. When I see him, my heart jumps up in my chest. I long for him to talk to me, and whenever he even says hello, I feel a thousand times worse than I did before. I wish he was dead. I wish he still liked me.