It's not the goodbye that hurts. It's the flashbacks and the memories that follow.
Surely the saddest thing in the world is falling out of love - if once one has ever fallen in.
I self-destruct every relationship so that I don't get hurt, but in reality I just hurt myself worse in the long run.
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.
You've got to believe you are worth more than being repeatedly hurt by someone who doesn't really care about you.
Loving someone who doesn't love you back is like hugging a cactus. The tighter you hold on, the more it hurts.
If you love her, never fill her ears with lies, her mouth with words, her eyes with tears, her mind with confusion and her heart with pain.
Another person will not hurt you without your cooperation; you are hurt the moment you believe yourself to be.