Heartache Quotes Quotes

Quotes tagged as "heartache-quotes" (showing 1-19 of 19)
Adam Silvera
“I'm so happy you were my first, Theo, and you were worth all the heartache.”
Adam Silvera, History Is All You Left Me

Juansen Dizon
“Every poem that I've created was yours. I thought they were mine, but they were yours. And I wish I could've kept them. And I wish I could've kept you.”
Juansen Dizon, Confessions of a Wallflower

“People maybe smiling but look to the eyes because they can’t hide the sorrow, pain, and heartache they're trying to hide behind their smile.”
Karon Waddell

“You believe the sun will reappear after a stormy day, so why is it so hard to believe, you'll experience happiness after every heartache.”
Nikki Rowe

Jacqueline Simon Gunn
“Because of that, he didn't know how to love someone who actually loved him. He had learned a twisted, tormented kind of love filled with pain and exploitation.”
Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story

“Smile. Smile until all that's left are the pieces of your broken heart that are slowly fixing itself.”
Ammiel Josiah Osia Monterde

C.L.  Brown
“Don't waste time thinking about them. If they walked away from your love, they don't deserve your pain.”
C.L. Brown

Alfa H.
“Heartache wasn't my intention... love was.”
Alfa H.

“A feistiness of spirit girds us in the most treacherous of moments. A metamorphosis of spirit often occurs after a person conscientiously surveys the resultant outcome of surviving a momentous ordeal and they transfigure personal heartache into a magnanimous manner of living in a just and righteous manner.”
Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls

Alfa H.
“I scream out the ropes of words that bound my tongue, and the heavens echo back...'I love you'.”
Alfa H.

Trisha North
“BLANKET

On our bed there is a blanket
It has been greeted by strangers
Become a desert to missiles
Filled with hurtful words and jealousy
A pitched hillside
Where hunched backs lay unmoving
I’ve crawled into its darkness
Night after night
Dove into the wreckage
With my lantern
Hoping for some light
At the end of this silent tunnel
I’ve spooned with the grief
Sifted through the ashes of our love
Been reduced to the seasons
Where people watch our bones
As they lie down exposed
Through our transparent cover
Still warm among the cold winds
But heavy with self-deception
On our bed there is a blanket
It has been greeted by strangers
Become a desert to missiles
Filled with hurtful words and jealousy
A pitched hillside
Where hunched backs lay unmoving”
Trisha North, Safe: The Places I Go in My Head to Feel Acceptance & Peace

Neena H. Brar
“If elders could bequeath their experience and knowledge of life to children without the children making any mistakes, they would save them from a lifetime of heartaches.”
Neena H. Brar, Tied to Deceit