Cloud dances because of wind; flower sings because of rain; grass grows because of earth; I live because of you; you are only the reason, you are all the reasons...
Someday when the pages of my life end, I know that you will be one of its most beautiful chapters.
Sometimes I wonder what makes you keep running back to me, but when I take you back, you keep hurting me. You have promised me million times that you would love me and would treat me well after every time we get back together. You never once kept those promises you've promised me.
It seems like my ex only breaks hearts at every turn. He can't make me jealous anymore, he can't have me back like before, when will he learn? I only ever wanted my heart to be loved in return.
You're my ex. That means I no longer owe you any answers. Don't worry about who I'm with now. It's not you.
It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
Happiness means loving yourself and being less concerned with the approval of others.
"I love you" hurts more than "I hate you" when I know I can't have you.
The distance between us may be miles and years but it will not change the fact I hope you are missing me too.
If you listen to the wind very carefully, you'll be able to hear me whisper my love for you.
Hearts are breakable. Even when you heal, you're never what you were before.
Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.
Great minds are always feared by lesser minds.
Confidence is ignorance. If you're feeling cocky, it's because there's something you don't know.
When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.
I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.
They didn’t agree on much. In fact, they didn’t agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other everyday. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other.
If music be the food of love, play on,Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,The appetite may sicken, and so die.
I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.
If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him.
My dear, find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover. Falsely yours
So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.
How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live 'em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give 'em.
To say that one waits a lifetime for his soulmate to come around is a paradox. People eventually get sick of waiting, take a chance on someone, and by the art of commitment become soulmates, which takes a lifetime to perfect.
I think... if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.
I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. It’s okay if you have to leave us. It’s okay if you want to stop fighting.
Oh, Lizzy! Do anything rather than marry without affection.
A busy, vibrant, goal-oriented woman is so much more attractive than a woman who waits around for a man to validate her existence.
If you learn to really sit with loneliness and embrace it for the gift, that it is an opportunity to get to know you, to learn how strong you really are, to depend on no one but you for your happiness, you will realize that a little loneliness goes a long way in creating a richer, deeper, more vibrant and colourful you.
Single is an opportunity to live life on your own terms and not apologize.
Single single (adjective) - Too fabulous to settle.
Sometimes the best and worst times of your life can coincide. It is a talent of the soul to discover the joy in pain—-thinking of moments you long for, and knowing you’ll never have them again. The beautiful ghosts of our past haunt us, and yet we still can’t decide if the pain they caused us out weighs the tender moments when they touched our soul. This is the irony of love.
True love is usually the most inconvenient kind.
We ruined each other by being together. We destroyed each other’s dreams.
If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.
To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.
What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.
Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.
"To douchebags!" he said, gesturing to Brad. "And to girls that break your heart," he bowed his head to me. His eyes lost focus. "And to the absolute fucking horror of losing your best friend because you were stupid enough to fall in love with her."
"Was it hard?" I ask. "Letting go? Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real."
I won't ever leave you, even though you're always leaving me.
Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't.
Gentle reader, may you never feel what I then felt! May your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, heart-wrung tears as poured from mine. May you never appeal to Heaven in prayers so hopeless and so agised as in that hour left my lips: for never may you, like me, dread to be the instrument of evil to what you wholly love.
I mean, at the end of the day, what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it can't be you?
A true gentleman is one that apologizes anyways, even though he has not offended a lady intentionally. He is in a class all of his own because he knows the value of a woman's heart.
One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.
If you truly want to be respected by people you love, you must prove to them that you can survive without them.
You couldn't relive your life, skipping the awful parts, without losing what made it worthwhile. You had to accept it as a whole - like the world, or the person you loved.
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