Best 38 quotes in «losing someone quotes» category

as they die, the ones we love, we lose our witnesses, our watchers, those who know and understand the tiny little meaningless patterns, those words drawn in water with a stick. And there is nothing left but the endless flow.

He was a super shiny boy and I liked the shape of him. Under the blanket. In the shower. I liked his shadow on the street and his imprint on the sofa. I hated the smell of hair gel on his head, but I loved it on the pillow. I love the smell of losing someone.

Grief makes one hour ten.

Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way.

If there is any possible consolation in the tragedy of losing someone we love very much, it's the necessary hope that perhaps it was for the best.

I was trying to put myself in the situation of someone that was going through major loss. Losing someone to death or sickness, and having to go through life on your own afterwords.

Losing someone we love, or the fear of losing someone we love one day is a difficult experience and we can all relate to it. None of us are an exception to this reality.

It takes a year, nephew... a full turn of the calendar, to get over losing someone.

This is what you should know about losing someone you love. They do not travel alone. You go with them.

Motherhood is this sort of "curtain lifting" of tremendous power that we have individually as women. It's tremendously freaky to have a human being grow inside your body and eventually turn into a human being, and then birth that human being, and then have them be separate from you. Those things are scary. It's also really, really scary to face the idea of losing a child and losing someone you love more than you've loved anything before. All of those things are innately really terrifying, and what it does to me is bring me to a direct kind of confrontation with my human vulnerability.

Having something and losing it, it's so much crueler than never having had it.

What made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting small things first... it's amazing how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree's heartwood.

You lose yourself trying to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you

I am numb. I don’t know what to do. The absence of my link to Enzo is a yawning chasm, a hollowness I first felt when Teren took Enzo’s life in the Estenzian arena. How long had he been a part of my world? How had my life been before he stepped into it? All I can think is that I am losing him all over again, except that I already lost him.

I didn't mean to fall for her, but I did. And in my fear of losing her, I did just that.

I don't subscribe to the notion that flowers are a terrible gift because they die. So will you. And is your heart, the spirit and meat of it, chief of dreams, commander pump, a terrible gift for someone loved?

If I lie to you, it's either because I'm scared of you or scared of losing you.

I'm always losing things.

I think it's like when you lose something so close to you, it's like losing yourself.

It's weird how when you lose who you love in life, everything you do becomes meaningless, as if you were living for them.

The idea of losing someone that you love could throw you into a situation where you could not see your future and you really would be living in the past.

It's strange how many ways there are to miss someone. You miss the things they did and who they were, but you also miss who you were to them. The way everything you said and did was beautiful or entertaining or important. How much you mattered.

I've learned over the past years what it really means to be able to miss someone. In order to miss someone, that means you were privileged enough to have them in your life to begin with. And while seventeen years doesn't seem like near enough time to have spent with you over the course of a lifetime, it's still seventeen more years than the people that never knew you at all. So if I look at it that way ... I'm pretty damn lucky. I'm the luckiest brother ever in the whole wide world.

Love was indeed a big responsibility. One must use the word judiciously. One cannot love one day and take away love the next day. It is total caring.

Living life as a young adult is hard because we are just learning how things are. Getting into a relationship is hard and not easy. A guy shouldn't act like a child. A guy needs to give his attention to his girl other than playing xbox or playstation. A guy should treat his girl with love and treat her like a queen. A guy should be honest, caring, funny, and sweet. A guy should call you everyday, making sure you are alright or even texts you. A guy should never leave you on read. A guy needs to see everyday that he has someone so special in his life that could love, care, and have someone to life with. If a guy doesn't care about you and treats you like crap, then he is just a child. At the end he loses you and sees you go off with another guy who would treat you more better. Thinking to himself, what did he just do or what he lost...

On the crossroads of future most good friends lose themselves to an eternity of regrets. Most of us lose connections unknowingly thinking that it is only natural until we realize the deceit in our understanding and end up craving for something we put to rest a long time ago. Thus begins a morbid curiosity within our conscience.

Personal effects: how irrelevant they are, how sad, how lost, how vagrant, without the force that gives them purpose.

She missed him. And she was scared, deep down, because she felt him pulling away from her, and even though he assured her he wasn't, she didn't believe him.

Living life as a young adult is hard because we are just learning how things are. Getting into a relationship is hard and not easy. A guy shouldn't act like a child. A guy needs to give his attention to his girl other than playing xbox or playstation. A guy should treat his girl with love and treat her like a queen. A guy should be honest, caring, funny, and sweet. A guy should call you everyday, making sure you are alright or even texts you. A guy should never leave you on read. A guy needs to see everyday that he has someone so special in his life that could love, care, and share his life with. If a guy doesn't care about you and treats you like crap, then he is just a child. At the end he loses you and sees you go off with another guy who would treat you more better. Thinking to himself, what did he just do or what he lost...

Pressing my head to his heart, I listened hard, straining to hear any gurgle or murmur of life. Hearing nothing, I felt the shock settle into my mind, slowing it down and then turning it off. "Don't leave me, Noah. Please, don't go," I whispered into the darkness as the light spray of rain touched my face. If only I could turn back time. I would tell him yes.

Remember that people are only guests in your story - the same way you are only a guest in theirs - so make the chapters worth reading.

Sometimes when you lost someone. You can't turn it back. Forever.

She could only hold on to her husband with both hands and promise herself that the best way to keep someone was to let him go.

There are seconds of remembering you throughout the day -- moments when my heart twitches. Moments when I am hell-bent on forgetting your heaven-sent scent.

She stood firm, biting her lip. "I asked you a question, Rory. Yes, or no?" He hesitated. "It's not as easy as that." 'It is," said Elle, feeling her heart physically ache. "It has to be. If you won't come to the pub with me, I have to go now, otherwise I'll change my mind, and that would be stupid. Very, very stupid.' She covered her face with her hands, breathing deeply. "As stupid as I've been these past few years... Oh, God, no.

The day you lose someone isn't the worst -at least you've got something to do- it's all the days they stay dead.

Time goes by so fast and the friends you have sometimes leave, but it doesn't mean you stop loving them.

Absence and death are the same - only that in death there is no suffering.