It’s really more heartbreaking to realize that people hurt you because you gave them too much freedom to do what they did to you.
    After all the pain, heartaches, lies & all that bullshit, after you completely shattered my heart, I still want you with all the pieces left.
    Do you know that when a boy breaks a girl’s heart, its much, much, much more than you know it affected her? That her tears are not only to show how much it hurt but to at least try to blur out the world so she can forget? That she thinks every sleeping and waking moment what the hell did she did wrong? That when she looks at the photos of you with her, she tries to tear it but can’t because they’re very beautiful memories to keep? That she can’t throw away the gifts and carefully preserved chocolate you gave her because you gave it to her? That whenever she thinks of the “I love you” words you told her, she mutters “I love you, too” but realizes she can’t say it anymore? That its like the whole world tumbling before her very eyes? NO. You don’t know what it feels like. You don’t know how it feels to be cheated, to be left, to be fooled. And its taken very seriously because, once a girl loves, a girl really loves.

    (via yanilavigne, intuitivedreamer)

    When a girl says she’s sad, but she isn’t crying, it means she’s crying in her heart.
    It’s really depressing to see your love one ignoring your sadness, doing nothing, even if he knows he’s the reason behind it .
    He may not see I’m hurt. He may not see my cries. But every time he acts that he doesn’t care, I die.
    Love leaves a memory that no one can steal,but sometimes, it leaves a heartache that no one else can heal..
    Real tears are not those that fall from the eyes and cover the face, but those that fall from the heart and cover the soul.
    Love hurts. Boys lie. Friends cry. People die. Parents yell. You always try. You’re never good enough, And you don’t know why.
    I was told not to hurt the heart of whom I love so much. But when I was so busy taking care of that heart, I never noticed that my own heart was slowly dying.