#pain

But there was nothing but the cold, hard truth that loving someone and being loved back was only the beginning, not the end, of all the pain. ↗

— Tiffany Reisz

#pain #love

...there's something magical about a mask, but I have never worn one - I want you to see my pain and know how your love affects me... ↗

— John Geddes

#love-lost #mask #pain #love

...everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ... ↗

— John Geddes

#love-lost #memories #pain #love

Love built on pain-the kind that lasts: whatever you love can be taken away from us at any moment but the loss of what we love belongs to us forever. ↗

— Louise Doughty

#pain #sad #sorrow #love

The pain of dying will surely be nothing, for the pain of love is so much stronger and agonizing. ↗

— Marilena Mexi

#pain #love

It had been an awful thing to lose Henry the first time, to matrimony, but to discover what a false front he was capable of was another kind of blow, and it had left her almost speechless. Then there was the fury with herself—for she had known what Henry’s love was, and still she had gone back to suffer a little more at his hands. ↗

— Anna Godbersen

#falsehood #fury #pain #love

Some live for their own joy and pleasure. Some live to ease the burdens of others.   Then there are those who seem to exist for pain's sake only; that in the end the wrathful fire sent to consume their oppressors will be justified." ~ In loving memory of Miss Annabelle Fancher ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#annabelle-fancher #existence #helping #justice #life

I tried cutting myself to express my heartbreak over Tommy (Lord Flood) rejecting me, but OMFG it hurts like flaming fuck. ↗

— Christopher Moore

#hurt #love #pain #self-mutilation #love

This last week has been a little hell for both of us simply because I didn't understand my own feelings. And because I can't understand them, I blame her for provoking in me feelings that make my world seem suddenly unsafe. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#lost #love #pain #suffering #love

Sometimes I think of you and I feel giddy. Memory makes me lightheaded, drunk on champagne. All the things we did. And if anyone has said this was the price I would have agreed to pay it. That surprises me; that with the hurt and the mess comes a shift of recognition. It was worth it. Love is worth it. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#heartache #hurt #love #memory #pain