#loss

...real loneliness is having no one to miss. Think yourself lucky you've known something worth missing. ↗

— Emma Donoghue

#loss #love #love

She was the kind of girlfriend God gives you young, so you'll know loss the rest of your life. ↗

— Junot Díaz

#love #love

The only time you ever really lose love is when you choose to let it go. ↗

— Jessica Fortunato

#loss-of-love #love #love

I say, "Well then I don't know if it was real, and that makes me feel like I'm going insane again." "Absolutely it was real. It was a real, partial picture. Because it ended preemptively, things you would have learned about him in the relationship, you are instead learning in the breakup. You have learned that he has a desperate desire for intimacy and then a desperate desire for the cave. He will get lonely there eventually and come back." "To me?" He doesn't pause. "To someone new." "And I'll have to watch another girl?" "You will have to, but you will also know what lies ahead for that poor girl. ↗

— Emma Forrest

#heartbreakers #love-loss #pain #love

I still want to feel you against me.” Her gaze dropped to his hands. “I want you to stay with me. Hold me. Just tonight. If I lose you again tomorrow then it will still be worth it. I will lose you a hundred times, if you would but hold me in your arms each time before my loss.” She saw his eyes water, but no tears emerged... ↗

— B.C. Morin

#love #pain #tears #love

How do people know they are sane? Can a person be gripped by lunacy, only to be released a short time later, never to relive the episode again? ↗

— Dee Remy

#insanity #loss #love #madness #mind-body-spirit

The risk of love is loss and the price of loss is grief. But the pain of grief is only a shadow when compared with the pain of never risking love ↗

— Hilary Stanton Zunin

#love

the reverse side of love is unbearable loss. ↗

— Susan Abulhawa

#love #love-and-loss #love

Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero. Es tan corto el amor y es tan largo el olvido. Porque en noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos, mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido. Aunque éste sea el último dolor que ella me causa, y éstos sean los últimos versos que yo le escribo. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#hispanic #loss #love #spanish #love

Scarlett: I only know that I love you! Rhett: That's your misfortune. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#loss #love #sadness #love