#hurts

It's difficult to wait for someone. It's difficult to forget someone. But the most difficult thing is to decide, whether to wait or to forget. ↗

— Hannah Mae Bencio

#decision #forgetting #love-hurts #waiting #love

Olharei a tua sombra se não quiseres que te olhe a ti, disse-lhe, e ele respondeu, Quero estar onde minha sombra estiver, se lá é que estiverem os teus olhos. Amavam-se e diziam palavras como estas, não apenas por serem belas ou verdadeiras, se é possível ser-se o mesmo ao mesmo tempo, mas porque pressentiam que o tempo das sombras estava chegando na sua hora, e era preciso que começassem a acostumar-se, ainda juntos, à escuridão da ausência definitiva. ↗

— José Saramago

#love

Some folks say that you can’t get rid of a problem until you shuck it. So, brother, let’s start shucking. ↗

— Richard Puz

#humor #inspiration #love-hurts #inspirational

I smile so much at the theater my face hurts when I leave. ↗

— Heather Matarazzo

#hurts #i #leave #much #smile

People that have been consistently hurt by others in life will only see the one time you hurt them and be blinded to all the good your heart has to offer. They look no further than what they want to see. Unfortunately, most of them remain a victim throughout their life. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#hurts #paranoia #trust-issues #victims #anger

Life shows us all colours, some bright and some shades of grey, Some accept with a smile, while some frown in every way Thoughts and memories never end but life does one day. Whole age passes by in wait of that old time to return, But those old days once gone, will never come back again, Rather we can just cherish them in the memories that burn, In the back of our mind and make us remember, How we used to be so crazy, In those old days… ↗

— Mehek Bassi

#breakups #destiny #expectations #fate #forget

Must I go bound while you go free Must I love a manwho doesn't love me Must I be born with so little art As to love a man who'll break my Heart ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love #love-hurts #art

Yes, things maybe forgotten,and may changing; but Why is it my heart remains? ↗

— Kent Ian N.Cny

#love-hurts #lovers-sadness #change

Love. He recoiled from the very idea. He knew all about love: love was following his best friend around school like a lost puppy, putting up with all manner of shit just to be near him. Love was sobbing himself to sleep night after endless night because the guy who’d taken his virginity hadn’t called him back. Love was a thousand shattered dreams and a flood of memories that made him cringe. Love could fuck off. ↗

— Kate Aaron

#love #love-hurts #mm #mm-romance #romance

I was thinking how complicated life is and how there are no simple roads or paths. We are a fabric of mistakes and hurts; a family tree of fumbled attempts, successes and failures. ↗

— Belinda Jeffrey

#complicated #fabric #failures #family-tree #hurts