Why am I feeling this again? This is the second time that I just broke down. Can’t help it but I miss you so much! I wish I had one more chance just to talk to you. I really thought you were out from my heart but still in my mind but I was wrong. You never really left you still in my heart and I can’t stop thinking about you. You really meant something to me and I shouldn’t do the things I did. You were always there and you never gave up on me even when I gave you a hard times. What I did has no forgiveness but I didn’t do thing wrong it was just a movie and a dinner as friends. Oh Beans how much have I miss you.

I wonder how many times we’ll say goodbye before we actually let go.

I’m sick of this feeling, this feeling that I’m not good enough for anyone. That no one will ever want me. I want to be able to feel good. I want to have a relationship with someone, anyone, that won’t be ruined by my fear of losing them.

I know it hurts. I know that. But if you give up now, you may be missing something greater than you could have ever imagined. And no one wants to miss something like that. Something that could change their life forever. Just keep holding on, and I promise it will get better.

I just don’t know if I wanna do it anymore, get close to somebody so they can leave again.
— One Tree Hill

Do you ever get that feeling where you don’t want to talk to anybody? You don’t want to smile and you don’t want to fake being happy but at the same time you don’t know exactly what’s wrong either, there isn’t a way to explain it to someone who doesn’t already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting and being alone never was. At least when you’re alone no one constantly asks you what’s wrong and there isn’t anyone who won’t take “I don’t know” for an answer. you feel the way you do just because. you hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait.

I will stand by you
when everyone walks away.
I’ll be your courage.
— Daily Haiku on Love

Oh my love, I wanted to tell you how I have thought about you. My memory belongs entirely to you, because it reverts constantly these days to our first moments alone together. I have asked myself many times why other affections can’t replace your presence, and I always return to the illusion that we are still together, and then—unwillingly—to the knowledge that you have made a hostage of my memory.
— Elizabeth Kostova

they say that home is where the heart is. i guess i haven't found my home.

The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope.
— ~ Walter Benjamin

You can’t stop loving or wanting to love because when its right, it’s the best thing in the world. When you’re in a relationship and it’s good, even if nothing else in your life is right, you feel like your whole world is complete.
— Keith Sweat

i don’t wanna be the first to let it go, but i know, i know, i know
if you have the last hands that i want to hold,
then i know i’ve got to let them go..
cuz maybe in the future, you’re gonna come back,
and the only way to really know it to really let it go.

Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said, “I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?”
“Yes. I want to ruin you.”
“Good,” I said. “That’s what I want too."
— Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

I’ll go out there and make my mistakes. I’ll fall down, get hurt, cry, laugh, love, and get back up. I’ll stand on the highest mountaintop and go into the deepest caverns. I’ll roam across the world, visit the moon and swim in outer space. I’ll let my imagination run wild and let my spirit soar. Why? Because when my life flashes before my eyes in those final moments, I want to have something worthwhile to watch, with plenty of love and laughter, good times and bad. I don’t want to regret a thing and I plan not to. Remember, it’s not usually the things you do that you regret, it’s the things you don’t do and leave unsaid. Laugh out loud. Cry in the rain. Love with all your heart and soul. Get hurt. Tell the truth. Go crazy. But never forget that you only get one shot. One shot at this day, one shot at this minute. One shot at this age. One shot at life. So make sure your life is one you will enjoy watching in your final moments.
— Anna Floyd

The worse thing is caring about someone, wondering how they are and what they’re up to when the truth is they’ve stopped wondering about you a long time ago.

Sometimes, no matter how much you like someone, they’re just not good for you.
— The Hills

There’s one thing I’ve learned about life; it goes on.

We’re so different. We’re hot and cold, fire and water. I’m loud, you’re quiet. I talk, you listen. I’m crazy, you’re sane, but that’s why this works… You fill in my missing pieces and I complete you, and I guess that’s why, despite the questions and the challenges, I still believe in us and I still believe in this… and as long as we have each other, I think we’ll be alright.

When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No… don’t blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away.

Go on just say it, you need me like a bad habit; one that leaves you defenseless, dependent, and alone.

I’ve never fallen so hard for someone in such a short period of time. And even though I promised myself I wouldn’t risk the chance of getting hurt again, for some reason when I’m with you, it all seems worth it.

You know, I used to spend everyday thinking about you and dreaming about you, and everytime you walked by I lost myself. Do you know what it feels like? You couldn’t possibly know what it feels like to have that person not have the same feelings back. Look, I’m sorry if you miss the way I looked at you, but I don’t miss the way you never looked at me.

Things I Want In A Lover..

Someone who actually believe in “what’s yours is mine”.

If I leave this Earth, I want to leave this Earth just knowing I’ve tried to give something back and tried to do something worthwhile with myself.

I love sneaking up
wrapping my arms around you
and kissing your neck.

It took me seeing a picture of us to finally realize that we’re not together anymore.

I don’t remember how long it’s been since we broke up, but I remember how much I need you.

I learned the hard way that I cannot always count on others to respect my feelings, even if I respect theirs. Being a good person doesn’t guarantee that others will be good people, too. You only have control over yourself and how you choose to be as a person. As for others, you can only choose to accept them or walk away.

Do you know the most surprising thing about heartache? It doesn’t actually kill you. Like a bullet to the heart, or a head-on car wreck, it should. When someone you’ve promised to cherish forever says, “I never loved you,” it should kill you instantly. You shouldn’t have to wake up day after day after that, trying to understand how in the world you didn’t know.

Life Lesson - Seven
If you feel like giving up, give it a little time. Sometimes things really do fall into place.

Sometimes you just need to be alone. Sometimes, not even your best friend needs to know. Sometimes, you need to put up the walls so you can examine yourself in the peace and quiet. Sometimes the loud sounds need to fade away, leaving only the silence and you; that’s it.

I wonder if bees
and the petals they rest on
love each other too?

I can’t be with someone who has doubts, no matter how small they are. I need someone who wants to be with me as much as I want to be with them. I don’t just want a part of your heart. I want all of it.

I’m ready to let go, move on, be happy, but there’s always this little shred of “Well maybe he’ll want me tomorrow.” You know what I mean.

You must never compare yourself to anyone, except from the previous you.

When you’re stuck loving someone, all you wanna do is stay away. but when that person shows even the smallest gesture of affection, all your efforts of moving on go down the drain

There are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark… their place in your heart is tender; a bruise of longing, a pulse of unfinished business. just hearing their names pushes and pulls at you in a hundred ways, and when you try to define those hundred ways, describe them even to yourself, words are useless.

If you’ve ever had one of those times when you’ve clutched a pen or something else in your hand for a long time, only to look down and be surprised that you are still holding it long after your need for it had passed, you’ll understand sometimes we get so used to holding that we forget to let go.

You took away the best part of me—you took away you.

I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.

I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote, I napped and dreamed something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of something has always been and always will be you.

Does it hurt you to know that we haven’t spoken to each other in days? Does it hurt you to know that we can’t look at each other without looking away? Does it hurt you to know that everything we had as friends is gone? Does it hurt? Cause it’s hurting me.

That is what is wrong with cold people. Not that they have ice in their souls - we all have a bit of that - but that they insist their every word and deed mirror that ice. They never learn the beauty or value of gesture. The emotional necessity. For them, it is all honesty before kindness, truth before art. Love is art, not truth. It’s like painting scenery.

you're the only one i would take a shot on.

I fall in love with someone about twice a week, but I’m starting to think that’s a common problem with writers, that they have a dangerous excess of love that they give away to near strangers or turn inward on their private little worlds.

That is what is wrong with cold people. Not that they have ice in their souls - we all have a bit of that - but that they insist their every word and deed mirror that ice. They never learn the beauty or value of gesture. The emotional necessity. For them, it is all honesty before kindness, truth before art. Love is art, not truth. It’s like painting scenery.

Art and love are the same thing: it’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you.

this is love, isn’t it? when you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? more, even, than you love his presence?

I find the concept of a “soulmate” and “the one perfect fit” for everyone in the universe a little ridiculous; a fantasy. Sure, it is nice to believe, and easy to tell someone “Well, I’m single because “the one” just hasn’t came into my life yet…” but how do you really know that this certain person is “the one”? Is it unspeakable? Is it a karmic thing? Is it a feeling that is so overwhelming that you don’t want to leave their side? And if there is a feeling like this, what were all of your other romantic relationships in life? A trial run before the “big thing”?

Maybe there are many soulmates for each of us…they are our friends…our family…random encounters….our co-workers…and sometimes even people we no longer talk to. And maybe a soulmate is just someone who is your best friend (in a relationship or not.)

In the book, ”Eat, Pray, Love” by Elizabeth Gilbert, she puts it perfectly…something a little more realistic than the “soulmate fantasy”:

“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.”

Most successful people begin with two beliefs: the future can be better than the present, and I have the power to make it so.

He smiled, she smiled, they knew right away, this was the day they’d waited for their whole lives, for a moment the whole world revolved around one boy & one girl.
— Colin Raye

There comes a time in every life, when the world gets quiet, and all that’s left is your heart.

I’m starting to learn. You can’t make someone love you. You cant make someone be faithful to you. You cant control your own fate sometimes. Things happen.. good, bad, indifferent. You just have to let some things go and hope they turn out for the best. Its like falling off a horse. You’re in the air and you know its going to hurt like hell when you hit the ground. But there isn’t enough time to stop it. So you close your eyes and hope for the best.

He reached for her hand. “I don’t want to lose you.” His voice was almost in a whisper. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. “But you don’t want to keep me either, do you?” To that, he had no response.

I can look anywhere in the world but at you. And it hurts to look anywhere in the world but at you.

I think there is something, more important than believing: Action! The world is full of dreamers, there aren’t enough who will move ahead and begin to take concrete steps to actualize their vision

As a child, we want to be old. When we are old, we want to be a child. Enjoy the feelings of need and desire along the way. And always want. It is by wanting that we become.

The best thing about the future is that it only comes one day at a time.
— Abraham Lincoln

Things I Want In A Lover..

Someone who will walk with me when I ran out of money for the cab ride.

even the stars sometimes fade to grey, even the stars hideaway.

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