#heartache

My heart is sair-I dare na tell, My heart is sair for Somebody. ↗

— Robert Burns

#heartbreak #longing #love #unrequited-love #love

You promised me one night. I want you next to me tonight. We have the rest of our lives to be apart. ↗

— S.H. Kolee

#lovers #love

Better this way, what remained of his battered sensibilities told him. He was no good for her, anyway. She didn’t understand him. She didn’t understand that he was cursed. And, selfish as he was, he’d rather she hate him than he hate himself any more than he was already going to. Any more than he already did. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#heartbreak #love #romance #love

Psalm 37:4 4 Delight thyself also in the LORD: and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. ↗

— LaNina King

#bestseller #blaque #book #desire #god

Don’t be with him, don’t want him, don’t go with him. Be with me. Want me. Stay with me. I don’t know how to be without you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#heartache #jace-wayland #love #pain #love

I've lost someone, too; someone I loved. I know how you feel." - Does it get easier? "Yes. But you'll never be the same again. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#loss #love #love

I find it funny that you could pass the same person on the street, in a store, or even in your neighborhood many times before actually meeting, thinking you’ve never seen them before, but when you are finally introduced, they seem to pop up everywhere. ↗

— Courtney Giardina

#heartache #inspiration #love #romance #strength

Heartache often drives us to consume things we wouldn't otherwise, such as an entire pint of Caramel Pecan Perfection high-fat ice cream, covered in ganache, the crack cocaine of frozed dairy. Twelve hundred calories per pint, six hundred and eighty of which are fat calories, but is only dulls the pain for the moment, there's that carb fog while you're standing at the sink shoving it in your face, and then it's over and you feel...used. Like a cheap pickup the Dove people seduced and abandoned in your kitchen, leaving you with sticky hands and an empty cup and a still-broken heart, except now you're mad at Dove, too. ↗

— Jennifer Crusie

#humor #humor

I hate feeling so weak and vulnerable. I hate that I miss him. I hate that I am alone, and I always was. I hate that I made him into a superhero, he was not. I hate that he doesn't want to kiss me. I hate that every time I cry over one boy it's like crying over all of them again. ↗

— Bill Shapiro

#vulnerability #love

I was even a little glad that if it wasn’t going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#heartbreak #love #mortal-instruments #unrequited-love #love