Maybe cause of the emotions that it triggers, I dont know but I search for them. Im always on the look out for them..heres a few that I found that I love::
Wanting him is hard to forget, loving him is hard to regret, losing him is hard to accept, but even with all the hurt I've felt, letting go is the most painful yet.
Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye.
For a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone
I don't know which is worse, being the one with the broken heart or being the person that breaks the hearts.
Im not afraid of heights, I'm afraid of falling. I'm not scared of the dark, I'm scared of what's in it. I'm not afraid of love, I'm afraid of not being loved back.
The tough thing about following you heart is that people forget to mention that sometimes the heart takes you to places you shouldn't be. Places that are scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. Sometimes your heart cannot take you to places that lead to happy ending. That's not even the difficult part; the difficult part is when you follow your heart, you leave normal; you go into the unknown and once you do you can never go back.
In love you find the oddest combinations; materialistic people find themselves in love with idealists; clingers fall in love with players; homebodies capture and try to smother butterflies. It it wasn't so serious we could laugh at it.
Sometimes - no matter how long, or how much you love someone, they will never love you back and somehow you have to learn to be okay with that.
If your gonna make me cry, at least be there to wipe away the tears.
I'm holding on to something that used to be there hoping it will come back, knowing it won't.
This last one, omg, I LOVE it..maybe Im addicted to the pain also, something I need to figure out..
Do I really love him or am I addicted to the pain of wanting something I can't have.
Wanting him is hard to forget, loving him is hard to regret, losing him is hard to accept, but even with all the hurt I've felt, letting go is the most painful yet.
Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye.
For a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone
I don't know which is worse, being the one with the broken heart or being the person that breaks the hearts.
Im not afraid of heights, I'm afraid of falling. I'm not scared of the dark, I'm scared of what's in it. I'm not afraid of love, I'm afraid of not being loved back.
The tough thing about following you heart is that people forget to mention that sometimes the heart takes you to places you shouldn't be. Places that are scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. Sometimes your heart cannot take you to places that lead to happy ending. That's not even the difficult part; the difficult part is when you follow your heart, you leave normal; you go into the unknown and once you do you can never go back.
In love you find the oddest combinations; materialistic people find themselves in love with idealists; clingers fall in love with players; homebodies capture and try to smother butterflies. It it wasn't so serious we could laugh at it.
Sometimes - no matter how long, or how much you love someone, they will never love you back and somehow you have to learn to be okay with that.
If your gonna make me cry, at least be there to wipe away the tears.
I'm holding on to something that used to be there hoping it will come back, knowing it won't.
This last one, omg, I LOVE it..maybe Im addicted to the pain also, something I need to figure out..
Do I really love him or am I addicted to the pain of wanting something I can't have.
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