Quotes About Heartache

He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again, and would go to his grave without them.

she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the abandonment.

A thirteen year olds heart shouldn't feel like this.

Este chico puede conmigo. Siempre. Es lo único malo que tiene. Me rompe el corazón. Me hace llorar.

He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.

He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again, and would go to his grave without them.

I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbour. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.

El amor me resulta difícil. Y al amor yo le resulto difícil.

There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.

I used to love you very much.

Love wasn't hard, she thought. Losing love was.

This time her heart would not break, even though it would hurt and hurt for a long time to come. Perhaps for the rest of her life. But it would not break. She had the strength to go on alone.

There is a terrible pain," she said softly, "about being abandoned by someone who loves someone else more than you. A pain and an emptiness and a determination never again to give anyone that power.

We all learn to bury a broken heart beneath layers of dignity

Sometimes she felt that her heart would ssurely break. But she knew that hearts did not literally break because their owners were unhappy - and foolish. How dreadfully foolish she had been. Yet she clung to the memories as to a lifeline.

Life was very sad if there were not - and unbearably so if one's experience with romantic love turned one into an incurable cynic.

You are my own. You are my own. He had not meant the words in that way. He had been talking strictly about possession. But oh, the longing for his love was an unbearably painful ache in her.

Ah, my love. Once dreams were shattered, there could be no assurance that they could ever be pieced together and dreamed again.

her young heart was no longer her own.

De todos los fantasmas, los de nuestros antiguos amores son los más dolorosos.

Her grief grieved her. His devastated her.

Duniya ke mehfilon se ukta gaya hoon ya Rab Kya lutf anjuman ka , jab dil hi bujh gaya ho Shorish se bhagta hoon, dil dhoondta hai mera Aisa sukoot jis pe taqreer bhi fida ho I am weary of worldly gatherings, O Lord What pleasure in them, when the light in my heart is gone? From the clamour of crowds I flee, my heart seeks The kind of silence that would mesmerize speech itself

For one struck down by Cupid's bow Life becomes burdensome, isn't that so?

When I saw him three months later [after the death of his wife], he was still despondent. 'I feel as if a part of my body is missing. I feel as if I have been dismembered,' he told me. His voice cracked and his eyes rimmed red.