He hugged her tight, mixing their tears to be bottled and fermented, so they could be drunk on each other when this was all over.

Aye, though he loved her from his soul with such a self denying love as woman seldom wins; he spoke from first to last of Martin.

I wear a necklace of hope with pearly beads. When I met you, it broke, and the beads spilled all over the floor, into the gutters.

There is enough heartache and sorrow in this life without our adding to it through our own stubbornness, bitterness, and resentment.

I've lost someone, too; someone I loved. I know how you feel."- Does it get easier?"Yes. But you'll never be the same again.

You must stay away from the one who brings nothing but heartache and death. Do you hear me? He brings nothing but death. Always has.

We search for happiness across every landscape, if only we knew that the seed in which it first grows, is planted within ourselves...

I felt like an integral part of my being had just been ripped out of me, only to have it replaced with something that did not belong.

The irony of the human heart is that it’s tormented both by the presence and absence of it’s own soul’s counterpart.

As I spoke of another's love and looked into the wide, blue windows of her soul, a rich, insistent yearning flooded my senses.--"Tango

Secrets are festering parasites to a relationship, devouring their hosts from within, leaving behind a empty hollow husk of what once was.

Years of love, followed by heartache. Those are the years that define me.Those are the years that know– love’s eternity is you.

Keep making noise, I prayed, laughing. Bang drums. Clamor and ring bells for I cannot stand to hear the tired beating of this almost heart.

As she looks through the window; while seeing him give her his world, tears rolled down her cheeks as she remembers the world she once had.

As she looks through the window; while seeing him give her his world, tears rolled down her cheeks as she remembers the world she once had.