#breakups

I want to learn your trickery and feel what it’s like to have me wrapped around your finger. I want to lie to everyone because it gets me where I want faster. I want to be like you, because you are blind; and now that I finally see, I don’t want to. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#blind #breaking-up #breakups #broken-heart #broken-hearted

How dare you say it's nothing to me? Baby, you're the only light I ever saw. ↗

— John Mayer

#couples #love #relationships #song #love

I loved Trevor wholly. In all the good ways that made me feel alive and special and important. But also, in the bad ways. The ways that shut me off from others and left me alone with my pain. The ways that had me keep secrets. I loved Trevor in all the ways that I thought mattered, even though I knew that I didn’t. ↗

— Steph Campbell

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High school sweetheart" is such an innocuous-sounding term for something that can tear out your guts. ↗

— Daria Snadowsky

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Denis's love for Mattia had burned itself out, like a forgotten candle in an empty room, leaving behind a ravenous discontent ↗

— Paolo Giordano

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I still love him. And here's the worst part. I want him back. - Ree ↗

— Susane Colasanti

#dumped #heartbroken #love

Sometimes we must undergo hardships, breakups, and narcissistic wounds, which shatter the flattering image that we had of ourselves, in order to discover two truths: that we are not who we thought we were; and that the loss of a cherished pleasure is not necessarily the loss of true happiness and well-being. (109) ↗

— Jean-Yves Leloup

#emotional-wounds #happiness #hardships #self-image #suffering

Look at this one.” I picked up a small painting of a man with dark hair and a short, dark beard. He wore a loose shirt, cobalt blue, unbuttoned at the top, showing a prominent, knobby collarbone. He looked…complicated and hungry. She’d captured him focused intensely on a book, his face pressed against a wall like he was resting. Or waiting. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#artist #breakups #college #creativity #dating

Being close but feeling far, talking but not being heard, loving but not being loved, that is the painful reality of a dying relationship. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#love #relationships #experience

It won't happen yet, Ellen mused, mashing cooked carrots for Jill's lunch. Breakups seldom do. It will unfold slowly, one little tell- tale symptom after another like some awful, hellish flower. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#love #dreams