Heartbreak Quotes

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You pulled away from me, so I pulled away from you. I pulled away when you hurt me. You pulled away when the world hurt you. And now we are both pulled away during a time when we are supposed to be pulled together.
At some point I needed to put it all behind me. Forget about him. Forget about the way he made me wonder. And what could have been. Because it never happened, and it always got later, morning always turned into nights and the day was eventually over and nothing had changed.
The scariest part of letting someone go is not knowing if you will ever find a love that strong again. But, whats even scarier is staying with them and knowing you’re missing out on every other love you should have known.
The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
Why do we find it so hard to LET GO? Why do we have such a difficulty accepting the inevitable, dealing with what’s right in front of us – why can’t we get over something we can do nothing to change? I guess we all just hope too much. Hope for the best, hope that he’s still holding on when the truth is he’s long gone, up, up, up and away. There’s a fine line between faith and naivety, sometimes we’re too in love to see that line and so BLINDLY cross it.
Because in every relationship there comes a point when the damage is too much and no matter how good it once was, the memories can’t sustain you. You have to save yourself knowing all the while it will hurt like hell, because you can’t keep giving someone everything if you get nothing in return.
Because in every relationship there comes a point when the damage is too much and no matter how good it once was, the memories can’t sustain you. You have to save yourself knowing all the while it will hurt like hell, because you can’t keep giving someone everything if you get nothing in return.
Even if he wanted to be back with you, he wouldn’t tell you. You’re soon gonna realize he doesn’t care about you anymore and he won’t be the first person you call when you’re upset. He won’t be the one to put the smile back on your face. And yeah, it’s gonna hurt; it’s gonna hurt a lot. But you know what your gonna do? You’re gonna hold your head up. You’re gonna show him you’re better than him and you don’t need him in your life. You’re gonna prove to him that he made the biggest mistake of his life letting you go that you never really needed him anyways.
Am I mad at you? That’s your main concern after shattering my whole world? Mad for what? Breaking my heart? Or for all the lies? Maybe for letting me put all my trust in you only to be betrayed? How about the fact you didn’t even have the decency to tell me to my face? Or the way you think it’s crazy that I’m crying over it cause to you breaking up is no big deal. Am I mad at you?… no. More like crushed… did I ever really know you?
Be thankful for every heartbreak, for they were planned. They come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. Their purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life. And you do.
I give up, you hear me? Yeah, I’m giving up. Because nothing will make this sadness go away. Nothing you say or do can make anything better now; it’s much too late to try and repair something that has been shattered into a million tiny pieces. You can’t walk away and then come right back when the time is convenient for you. You can’t think that coming back will suddenly erase all that has happened after you chose to walk away. You can’t come back claiming you still care when it is clear to see you stopped a long time ago. Why else would you have turned around and left in the first place?
Right now I want a word that describes the feeling you get – a cold, sick feeling deep down inside – when you know something is happening that will change you, and you don’t want it to, but you can’t stop it. And you know, for the first time, for the very first time, that there will now be a before and an after, a was and a will be. And you will never again be quite the person you were.
At some point you will realize that you have done too much for someone, that the only next possible step to do is to stop. Leave them alone. Walk away. It’s not like you’re giving up, and it’s not like you shouldn’t try. It’s just that you have to draw the line of determination from desperation. What is truly yours will eventually be yours, and what is not, no matter how hard you try, will never be.
When the truth is ugly, people try to keep it hidden because they know if revealed, the damage it will do, so they conceal it within sturdy walls, or they place it behind closed doors or they obscure it with clever disguises; but truth, no matter how ugly, always emerges, and someone we care about always ends up getting hurt, and someone else will reveal their pain, and that’s the ugliest truth of all.

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