You don’t stop loving someone just because you hate them.
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You don’t stop loving someone just because you hate them.
Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy (via wordsnquotes)
Today is the day I fell back in love with myself, because I stopped being blinded by my love for you. It’s a bitter lesson learned, but I guess the thing about love is that it only works if you remember to love yourself too.
Perpetually Lonely Girl || 11/23/16 (via wnq-writers)
Poets are alchemists; the dictionary their spell book. Lead to gold; pain to beauty - it’s all alchemy; it’s all magic.
Paul Fanous (via wnq-writers)
I wanted to gather up everything I just said and stuff it back into my mouth. But once you’ve said something you can’t unsay it. Your words are out there, aren’t they? Buzzing around in the quiet of the room so you can hear them echoing back to you.
More quotes about heartbreak here (via thelovewhisperer)
If you’ve never felt your body go on and off, Fire and ice dripping from your fingers, You’ve never met a writer. These demons are so angelic, And they know exactly how to break your heart.
Shahed AK Erhoma (via wnq-writers)
Listen to me very carefully, stop asking yourself if they miss you. Because even if they did, it’s not enough. Not enough to make amends. Not enough to fix things. not enough to fight for you. Not enough to matter. If they missed you they would be here. Proving it. But they’re not. Stop yourself when your mind wanders, and you start to think about what if’s. Sometimes all we want are answers, but honestly answers won’t stop the pain. Be strong and keep going.
David Fontanez, YOU DON’T NEED ANYONE TO MISS YOU (via wnq-writers)
Loving you was like pushing a swing with no one on it; every push I do, it always comes back empty.
He was like a breeze of happiness always joyful, full of enthusiasm, a little crazy, a lot mad His eyes Mysterious like a dark forest hypnotized me His face, and his smile, mesmerized me His voice was sweeter than honey, and edged a nightingale He inspired me to live my life He made me think about love, life, and everything in between His actions His emotions His laugh He always lived in my heart But soon, I came to reality, to senses For I am nobody, and he - my love who, I know was perfect but was worthy of someone better than me So when he left he left my heart aching Another step, and my heart pounded heavily I turned away, Killed my love and loved heartlessly
"Love weakens even the strongest man." Take aside all the sentiments of love, it is one of the things that today's technology, or this present logic will be able to measure. To an extent, or even the universal scheme of things, love transcends all space and time. It conquers the heart of the unguarded minds, and swallows them whole in either a chair of heavenly epiphanies, or a darkness that leaches onto your chest; an everyday reminder of how this love can't ever be repaid. Love is one of the greatest treasures that humanity had discovered. Or love had discovered us- or it can be the dreadful beast that gnaws at your skin and bones in the most horrific ways that you can't every comprehend. Love is incomprehensible. Simple as that, but that's the beauty of it all. Maybe that's why every person -not just man- gets weakened by love. It conquers your whole system, until you're overflowing with it. It's your salvation, and it's your worst nightmare. You can't escape the grasps of love. Try to get away, and it'll stretch you a million miles wide, disembodying you, trying to find that fraction of thought. It weakens man because it can. It can make your impenetrable knees go wobbly, as lips grace athirst lips. It can take you to a euphoric high just by the sight of another view. It will make you warm and fuzzy, when your hand brushes someone else's. It weakens you when you see them smile, or when they hold your hand, the time they had that sparkle int heir eyes, and it's going to take you higher than any other. So, so much higher. Love weakens man because it's love. There's nothing more to it than that.
I'm underwater, hearing the sirens sing in my ears, Thoughts suspended, afloat, Like chiming bubbles, I'm underwater, and seashells are piercing the thin layer of my skin, Caught up in a fishing net, Feeling so trapped and hopeless I'm underwater, and there's a million fishes in the sea I can't find anyone, just a blur of colour in my vision So blue I'm underwater, craving the touch of sand Feeling the salty breeze beneath the surface, my hair goes in every direction My eyes are closed, and I'm in bliss Diving in the underwater paradise By myself and the magic that surrounds me, I can feel the lifting current, brining me up and down Like music in my ears, Like the rainbow in the sky, an aurora in the depths of the deep ocean I'm underwater, But drowning here may be the best thing that could happen to me
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I am something partial, and there's always something missing; I am above and beyond the purgatorial plane I am under the table when the calamity strikes The ground swallows and spits me out Carrying anxieties that come from the south Concealed between heartbeats Of forgotten lovers I am something drastic, but simple enough not to notice I am the clash of primary colours-I don't match any of it I am the wooden ship salvaged in the ancient shores of El Dorado Golden coins and rust, dirty glitter and Splinters And I'm a treasure wanting to be discovered But I am forever lost at sea Unknown ecstasy I am not a curse, but the imps with wings say so Gives me a chance and suddenly they say no The sky has clouds, but has lightning too Moon and Sun have never met each other But they will soon I am something partial, and there's always something missing Maybe the missing piece, would complete us, together
Scars on your body show that you have lived; scars on your heart show that you have loved.
Nina Dul (via wordsnquotes)
You fell in love with a lie, that you created.
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Becoming who hurt you makes you just as bad.
j.m.n (via blondepancake)