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Unrequited love is a ridiculous state that makes you try to convince your heart of something your mind knows is a lie!

...Use your finger to trace the scar upon my chest- I lied - it wasn't a knife wound, but a scrape from a nail sliding under a fence to see you...

Verliefd worden moet je eigenlijk met je ogen dicht doen". - Andy Warhol Helemaal mee eens. Dan hoef je degene die je leven heeft verwoest niet steeds voor je te zien.

Volver. ¿Cómo se hace para volver? Se van cerrando puertas alrededor de las personas: un silencio cierra una, un gesto cierra otra; una palabra la última. El pretexto no sirve cuando quedan tensiones pendientes entre dos seres. Ni sirve la excusa, ni sirve la palabra, ni sirve el silencio. ¿Cómo volver? Todo hace defensa alrededor de ambos. Cada uno construye su propia defensa, y la construye con aquellas cosas en las que no cree. ¡Qué difícil es volver! ¡Qué difícil es vernos a nosotros mismos cuando nos oscurece la emoción! ¡Pero qué difícil! Se busca con cierta saña deliberada los hechos que pueden constituir mayor obstáculo, o aumentar la distancia. Se olvidan todos aquellos que podrían restablecer la unión. No se recuerda la mirada que contradijo la palabra, esa mirada que tenía pendiente una esperanza, y vibra intensa y pesada la palabra de rechazo. ¡Qué difícil, pero qué difícil es volver! Hubo algo íntimo que no encontró expresión, algo en abierta contradicción con la palabra, que tuvo, tal vez, miedo de ser expresada. Pero ese algo se refunde obstinadamente en el olvido, y cuando quiere asomar su tímida cabeza, se le da un golpe para que regrese al pasado, para que no entre al presente, para que no anude el porvenir.

Wanaume hujiua kwa sababu ya fedha. Wanawake hujiua kwa sababu ya mapenzi.

Wanaume wanaojiua kwa sababu ya mapenzi ni wanawake; wanawake wanaojiua kwa sababu ya fedha ni wanaume.

Was there a person in your life, who touched your heart, like nobody else, ever did, whose letters or gifts are still safe in your secret closet, whose memories still bring the deepest of smiles and whose name still leaves your lips trembling and heart racing? At some point in time you might have thought, “It’s not love”, and you let go , but a part of you keeps telling , ‘you shouldn’t have’, because deep down your heart, you feel the indelible presence of the one you still miss so badly. Well; what is it then… “If it’s not love!!

We all get our hearts broken. We get fucked up and throw up and we cry and listen to sad songs and say we’re never doing that again. But to be alive is to do it again. To love is to risk everything

We are perfect, and we are impossible.

We don't know what it's like not to be in love with you. We loved you the moment you looked at us, held our hand, danced dirty, kissed us. We were lost in you way before we even met, before the thought crossed your mind that you were bored and we were vaguely good-looking, interesting, exotic, fuckable. While you were weighing options, we were just hoping it wouldn't hurt too much — the fucking, or the falling in love, or the rejection. We didn’t get to choose. — Kai Cheng Thom to -----, 2013 (age 22)

We don't choose whom we love,” he told Maura, so gently that she knew he knew. If she wasn't going to be loved in return, she would have liked not to be pitied for it. She got neither of these wishes. “But people have this advantage over swans, to put their unwise loves aside and love another. Not me. I'm too much swan for that.

We never regret the love we give, We regret giving it to the wrong people …

Well, have you ever known someone who is nice and nasty, who makes you love them one minute and hate them the next? Who makes you feel wonderful and terrible and you never know which one it is going to be?

We might be different people now. But he still knew me better than anyone else.

We're a mess, Kate.

We're like fingers on thorns, honey. We know exactly where it hurts.

Weißt du, die Leute lügen, wenn sie sagen, nichts sei so stark wie die Liebe. Das ist eine der größten und gemeinsten Lügen überhaupt. Liebe ist nicht stark. Sie ist so verletzlich wie nur irgendwas. Und wenn wir nicht achtgeben, dann zerbricht sie wie Glas." "Aber du liebst ihn noch immer. Sogar heute noch." "Und, hilft mir das weiter? Macht mich das stärker?" Sie schüttelte den Kopf. "Es tut nur weh, das ist alles. Es tut furchtbar weh, jeden Tag und jede Nacht. Es ist auch nicht wahr, dass die Zeit alle Wunden heilt. Sie macht es schlimmer. Die Zeit macht es immer nur noch schlimmer.

We're more broken if we don't have each other. Let me put us back together again. I need you, Olivia. Desperately. You're making my world light

We talked about all the decades to come and how they would never be enough.

We talked for four hours. I don't remember most of it, but often a little moment in an unrelated conversation or alone on the street will trigger a memory of it I didn't know I had. So I know it's all there somewhere.

We talked for four hours. I don't remember most of it, but often a little moment in an unrelated conversation or alone on the street will trigger a memory of it that I didn't know I had. So I know it's all there somewhere.

We've all loved someone way too freakin' much.

What I cannot touch, remains a memory. I am blinded by an imagined light. A remembrance of what can never be.

We were left with nothing because of a love like acid that ate its way through our entire family.

What do you think Amy Poehler is doing right now?

What good does it do you to love?

What I cannot tough, remains a memory, I am blinded by an imagined light. A remembrance of what can never be

What is it that you contain? The dead, time, light patterns of millenia opening in your gut. What is salted up in the memory of you? Memory past and memory future.

We were destined to collide but the river of misunderstanding left us at the opposite banks.

What happened to the Misstery of Romance? She’s been turned out and sold to perform Pornographic acts. So where is her Happy-Ending?

What is love? Imagine a helium balloon tied down and then you cut the ropes on a windy day. That is love.

What is love, Mikayel? Isn't it the most irrational of all human emotions? And the one most forbidden?

What you call love on your side may be called lust on another's side.

What was he thinking falling in love with her again, opening himself to another world of hurt when she left—knowing she would leave? She was a lawyer, working in the big city, used to fancy things, a fancy life. She didn’t fit in his world anymore.

When Hamid dropped Lata off at her house at nine that night, he felt hollow. The touch of her soft body was sheared from him like bark from a tree, and he spent the entire night tossing and turning.

When dealing with love and relationships you can't read a book as one, if you are on different pages.

When I first saw you, you were like . . . ' He shakes his head, tugs gently on my hair. 'A rainbow. I always knew you came with a storm.

When he remembered, his indrawn breath pulled her scent into his mouth, coating his tongue with her taste. He swallowed that delicious flavor as his heartbeat sped.

When it happens it happens instantly. It's like diving into a pool of warm silky water, like flying through the air on invisible wings, like shedding an old skin and growing a new one. When you fall in love the spirals of your DNA unwind and rewind in the opposite direction. What was black becomes white.

When it comes to love triangles and duels to the death, you should always cheat. - Fairy Werewolf vs. Zombie Vampire

When it happened I was terrified. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I was a cliche. I looked at myself in the mirror and in my eyes was a look I had never seen before: confusion, mystery and, yes, happiness. I had fallen in love.

When it comes to love, Princess, rules blur, and traditions fade,

When you betray your own heart, you suffer for life. Always be true to your heart!

When she sat down on the tile next to him, unafraid, his kaleidoscope senses drank in the years that had been printed onto her mind before she was old enough to remember, and he told her a story, projecting into her darkness sensations of light and color and shape, butterflies swirling like silk-spun gold out through a window that opened to a big green field in the days before the bomb.

When true repentance occurs and lifestyles change, God can do marvelous works of restoration. Denying sin, however is not a characteristic of a repentant heart.

When two broken hearts meet, they find their missing part in each other.

When we first split up, he called me a stalker, but that's like an emotive word, "stalker", isn't it? I don't think you can call it stalking when it's just phone calls and letters and emails and knocking on the door. And I only turned up at his work twice. Three times, if you count his Christmas party, which I don't, because he said he was going to take me to that anyway.

When you allow the wrong person in your life We have all done it once it’s a hard pill to swallow. Once you realize who you allowed into your life, that’s when the hurt settles in. some will fool you into believing they are caring and respect or in fact are in love with you. Truth be told they were looking for something from you. When you find yourself there do whatever you need to do to make you whole again. Do not get mad, or hate them just accept the fact they never had your best interest in mind. If you fell in love with them you cannot just turn it off. Love them enough to walk away with your head held high. life is always a learning lesson take whatever they put you through and learn from it whatever you learn use it for your own good.

When you are ready and qualified for love, love won’t be ready for you , when you’re not ready for love mentally and emotionally , love will keep on knocking on your doors day and night , 24 / 7 … this is the way life and love treats a noble heart ..

When you feel that he doesn't value you anymore, this would be the right time to let him go.