My heart is aching and my eyes tearing, will i ever get the love i always keep trying to give others?
SHRUTHI SAGARAnd when instead of flowers your heart grows thorns – that’s when you know it does not love.
More Shruthi Sagar Quotes
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Do you really think you could push away the love that’s meant for you? Do you really think you could keep the love that’s not meant for you?
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Look at me, comforting you with the words I wish someone spoke to me.
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And if they ask you about my love, tell them of all the times you broke my heart and how i still loved you the same.
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How does it feel to have everything and still suffer from the lack of it? I have all the love in me, but without yours it means nothing at all.
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Don’t look at her kind eyes and mistake it for kindness, you are yet unaware about the audacity in her bones and strength in her veins.
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There is so much rain in my heart and yet it feels so empty. Then I remember, for flowers to grow, you need sunshine too.
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You saved me. When I thought there was no love for me, you gave me the love of my dreams. Even if it was for a short span of time. you are a miracle I will forever remember.
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I hope you find someone, who pours love like rain during monsoon, onto all broken parts of you.
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He is right in front of me and I’m still grieving his loss – abandonment issues.
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I keep you in my heart, like a dream unfulfilled. Like an incomplete wish. Like something I can crave but never have. Ever since the beginning of time, what has love been anyway? if not longing or heartbreak?
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So much love to give but none to give too.
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This ocean of love swallowed my paper heart whole.
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I have inherited my fathers rage and my mothers silence. Everyday is a survival. I am a fire burning, just invisible.
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Woman have been warriors since the beginning of time, some of us fighting to even be born.
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My grief screams. It screams to be free. For too long it has been trapped in me.
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