“If you knew the way you made my heart break and eyes tear, you would curse your existence .”

I’m sorry love scares me, I’ve only seen it end in pain.

The pain keeps dripping down my eyes, but it never really stops hurting.

Even the stars cried when they wrote our fate, a love so deep yet we had to separate.

I stay kind, for the hurt in me knows, pain needs love to heal.

I am fire on the verge of ignition, don’t mistake me for a flame and then blame me for your destruction.

Self love is breaking your own heart to save your soul from shattering.

I know you are afraid to love again, but let the thrill of love be bigger than your fear of hurt.

Loves a drug, the one who overdoses bears the consequences.

My heart is aching and my eyes tearing, will i ever get the love i always keep trying to give others?

We talk too much about heartbreak and broken tales, where are the happy endings and magical fairy tales?

With a heart like yours, you could keep pouring love for an eternity, why not give some to yourself?

If you were ever to cut my flesh open, i would bleed in broken dreams & love i failed to give. for all that i have not done consume me more than all of the things I’ve done.

Things have changed, pain doesn’t scare me anymore love does.

So much love to give but none to give too.

I broke my own heart in loving yours.

To hate is easy loving takes courage.

Sometimes when you’re young, you have moments of such happiness, you think you’re living on someplace magical, like Atlantis must have been. Then we grow up and our hearts break into two.

Sorrows are our best educator. A man can see further through a tear than a telescope.

When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.

Just be you. I’ve learned the hard way and in the end, some people are just so full of hate that no matter what you say or do, they’ll always have something to say.

Hearts are made to be broken.

What broke you, won’t heal you.

Nothing compares to the emptiness we both share.

Disappointments feel like home.