Do not feel bitter when you lose someone. It will be painful, yes. But the pain of losing that person will only remind you of how much youve loved, and how much of it was real.
I can't lose you. Because if I ever did, I'd have lost my best friend, my soulmate, my smile, my laugh, my everything.
The pain of losing you, no matter how much it breaks my heart, reminds me that once upon a time, I loved you with everything I had.
Surely the saddest thing in the world is falling out of love - if once one has ever fallen in.
All that remains to us when love and glory are over, when adventures and passions have faded into the past, is but a deeper and ever-deepening sense of the infinite; and if we have not that within us, then are we destitute indeed.
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will, which I now exert to leave you.
I cannot eat, I cannot drink; the pleasures of youth and love are fled away: there was a good time once, but now that is gone, and life is no longer life.
In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future.
Why is it that we don't always recognize the moment love begins, but we always recognize the moment it ends.
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her. To hear the immense night, more immense without her. And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.