#lost

She remained silent. There was nothing left to say. He'd said it all the night before. He had to end it. He could never leave his wife. And, in fact, she had known this. Although she loved him - and truly she did - he wasn't hers. He belonged to his wife. She'd earned him. It didn't matter that he was her first love or that she was his passion. It didn't matter that they had loved one another for more than half their lives. It didn't matter that he had married his wife on the rebound. It didn't matter that he didn't love the woman. It didn't even matter that they had turned into some soap-opera cliche. He was married to someone else and that meant that she was leftovers and destined to remain on the periphery in the shadow of another woman's marriage. But no more. She was well and truly sick of it.  ↗

— Anna McPartlin

#heartbreak #lost-love #love

Neither of us, it turns out, has been the only one who lost someone she loved. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#love #love

Did she make you laugh? Did she love you as much as you loved her? Did she protect you and warm you and keep you from suffering? Valentine turned her eyes away from him, unable to face the empty answer in his face but not wanting to stop saying what she had thought for so long. "I saw how fascinating her mystery was to you. For my part, I think that the mystery is always greatest where there is the most-emptiness. A person full of life is never mysterious, on the contrary. ↗

— Judith Krantz

#love-lost #reality #life

It seemed to him that the little Manchu had never looked so radiant. She gave him a most charming smile, but her eyes were all for the boy. ↗

— James Hilton

#lost #love #shangri-la #love

The only people out at this hour were ones who couldn't sleep,those haunted by one thing or another:love thwarted, love lost, love thrown away. They were the sort of people who didn't want to be noticed, who wanted to slip through shadows, be alone with their despair. ↗

— Alice Hoffman

#love

She thought of Henry and Diana on the stoop gazing at each other with the confusion and sadness of two puppies who have just stumbled into their first puddle and not yet come to understand what has happened to them and found that she wanted to lie extravagantly. ↗

— Anna Godbersen

#love #love-lost #sadness #love

The other four houses yielded jewelry, wallets, credit cards, laptops, iPads and Kindles, even a couple of expensive looking vases... "You didn't do anything stupid like writing IOU's and signing your name, did you?" asked Eric 'That's an excellent idea," said Danny. He stepped back through the gate, waited for a count of five, and then returned to Eric. Now Eric was standing and when he saw Danny he visibly sagged with relief. "What kind of moron are you?" "The fun loving kind," said Danny. "I'm not an idiot, of course I didn't sign my name to IOUs." "Good." "I signed yours. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#the-lost-gate #love

You don't just get over it. And it doesn't make any difference if you're supposedly a grown-up. It never goes away. ↗

— Sophie Kinsella

#loss #love

Will that light come again, As now these tears come...falling hot and real! ↗

— Elizabeth Barrett Browning

#love #love

I remember I’ve never shared tears with someone that longed for (me) and loved me; I didn’t know how to be compassionate.” (The truth, the lies & the love, p. 76) ↗

— Chimnese Davids

#hurt #life #lost #remembrance-of-things-past #love