For Love Quotes
I'm a girl who wants to be happiest than other. But I couldn't, because, no one want happy always without a bit of sadness.
And you’ll miss me more as the narrowing weeks wing by. Someday duly, oneday truly, twosday newly, till whensday.
Life is a cluster of Sometimes Moments, more beautiful when more a grouped together.
Choose to love. Every time you choose to love instead of withdrawing in hurt you build a bridge instead of building a wall.
so dangerously beautiful but you will not dare to ask her or tell her how you feel love hurts in the worst ways
When I first saw you, you were like . . . ' He shakes his head, tugs gently on my hair. 'A rainbow. I always knew you came with a storm.
In the end, we all die for what we believe in... mostly because we all die.
Missing tiny things in our life is more painful than things that we deserve in our live
Oh, I wouldn't mind, hazel grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.
Don't leave something good for something you think is better, Because once you realize you had the best, the best has already found better
i heard from many tht whom u love show them wht u're they 'll love u more but whn i did it my love left me alone in dark nd cold .
never thought one day tht person will throw me out from his life whom i loved too much more thn tht of nothng
Tell me a truth, Senna.""I don't know how.""Then tell me a lie.""I don't love you.""The truth is for the mind, " he says. "Lies are for the heart. So let's just keep lying.
You must have brought the bad weather with youThe sky's the color of leadAll you've left me is a featherOn an unmade bed
If you keep pushing away the ones who are trying to love you, eventually, they'll stop trying.
What is love, Mikayel? Isn't it the most irrational of all human emotions? And the one most forbidden?
You just like me because I’m safe. There’s no risk. And then you never have to try to have a real relationship, because you can use me as an excuse.
Please." It's one word, but the way I say it means so much more. Please don’t say anything. Please don’t look at me. Please don’t hurt me. Please just stay away. Please.
The heart was a tyrant, like a child demanding ice cream instead of broccoli and throwing a fit to get its way.
Emotional attachments are messy. They end with broken hearts and stalking.
There are times i hate you cause i cant erase the times you hurt me and put tears on my face
When you build a wall to protect yourself against one person be warned--everyone is now out there except for you.
It may be a crush, or hero worship (...), it may not be love, but if you've never felt anything stronger, how do you tell the difference?
I guess it’s always romantic when two people fall in love.... Even if it turns out not to be real.
Because when you cared about people, you handed them a little piece of your heart, and with those hands, they had the power to cause pain.
When you knew you would break my heart why did you do all in your power to make me fall in love with you?
When you feel that he doesn't value you anymore, this would be the right time to let him go.
I would rather love and have my heart broken than never have had the feeling of love at all. Without love, what would you live for?
Love is a damagemade to the heart, violence, fate thats written, Changeable by distance, Breakable by time...!
Some folks say that you can’t get rid of a problem until you shuck it. So, brother, let’s start shucking.
Love doesn't think like that. All right, it's blind as a bat--''Bats have radar. Yours doesn't seem to be working.
It was awful, he cried, awful, awful!Still, the sun was hot. Still, one got over things. Still, life had a way of adding day to day.
I'm bad for you. I told you I will break you and I will. I wish I knew how not to. I can't. I'm sorry. You have to take me like this...
...Use your finger to trace the scar upon my chest- I lied - it wasn't a knife wound, but a scrape from a nail sliding under a fence to see you...
You want me, Andy. I can feel it. Yes I want you, I admitted.In a way you'll never want me.
