Quotes about breakups and being love sick (Page 2)

A happy heart makes the face cheerful, but heartache crushes the spirit.

Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

When things break, it's not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting back together again. It's because a little piece gets lost - the two remaining ends couldn't fit together, even if they wanted to. The whole shape has changed.

'Cause baby you look happier, you do
My friends told me one day I'll feel it too
And until then I'll smile to hide the truth
But I know I was happier with you

Best way to not get your heart broken, is pretend to don't have one.

One day you'll know what love truly is. It's the sour and the sweet. And I know sour, which allows me to appreciate the sweet.

Do you know the best thing about broken hearts? They can only really break once the rest is just scratches.

This is why we call people exes, I guess - because the paths that cross in the middle end up separating at the end. It's too easy to see an X as a cross-out. It's not, because there's no way to cross out something like that. The X is a diagram of two paths.

It changes you a little bit every time you either break someone's heart or get your heart broken.

Memories are worse than bullets.

There are no happy endings.
Endings are the saddest part,
So just give me a happy middle
And a very happy start.

Goodbye without reasons is the most painful one.
Love without reasons is the most beautiful one.

When you live on a tiny island like Manhattan, the odds of bumping into the one who broke your heart are incredibly high. The odds of bumping into him when you look like shit are even higher.

If love was a word, I don't understand
The simplest sound, four letters
Whatever it was, I'm over it now
With every day, it gets better, it gets better

Sometimes I wish I were a kid again; skinned knees are a lot easier to fix than a broken heart.

The most messed up thing the universe will ever do to you, is let you meet the right person at the wrong time.

I know you're somewhere, somewhere
I've been trapped in my mind, girl, just holding on
I don't wanna pretend we're something, we're nothing
I've been stuck thinking 'bout her, I can't hold on

I gave her everything
She took my heart and left me lonely
I think broken heart's contentious
I won't fix, I'd rather weep
I'm lost then I'm found
But it's torture bein' in love

All this time I drank you like the cure - when maybe, you were the poison.

Every meeting led to a parting, and so it would, as long as life was mortal. In every meeting there was some of the sorrow of parting, but in everything parting there was some of the joy of meeting as well.

Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same all empty feeling in your heart
Love comes slow and it goes so fast
Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
Because you loved her too much, and you dive too deep

If love is just a word, then why does it hurt so much if you realize it isn't there?

At some point, you grow out of being attracted to that flame that burns you over and over and over again.

Oh, you can hear me cry, see my dreams all die
From where you're standing on your own
It's so quiet here, and I feel so cold
This house no longer feels like home

I fear feeling my heart break a second time, because I'm not sure I could survive it. I'd rather live alone than risk the pain.

Millions of people have decided not to be sensitive.
They have grown thick skins around themselves just to avoid being hurt by anybody.
But it is at great cost. Nobody can hurt them, but nobody can make them happy either.

Ted: "Everyone has an opinion on how long it takes to recover from a breakup."
Lily: "Half the length of the relationship."
Marshall: "One week for every month you were together."
Robin: "Exactly 10,000 drinks, however long that takes."
Barney: "You can't measure something like this in time. There's a series of steps: From her bed to the front door. Bam! Out of there.... next!"

I'm walking away, from everything I had
I need a room with new colors
And there was a time
When I didn't mind living the life of others

Cara: "It's gonna break his little heart."
Mando: "He'll get over it. We all do."

I've had my heart broken, and it's not fun. But I'd rather have my heart broken than break someone else's heart.

She told me that I'm not enough
And she left me with a broken heart
She fooled me twice and it's all my fault
She cut too deep, now she left me scarred

You can’t drink him away. It won’t work.

Alison: "I don't think I want anything more to do with love. Any more. I can't take it on."
Cliff: "You're too young to start giving up. Too young, and too lovely."

I am coming to terms with the fact that loving someone requires a leap of faith, and that a soft landing is never guaranteed.

Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks.

For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.

Innocence didn't mean we're immune to these things
Let's blame the passage of time
Love and loss, truth it costs more than I can spare right now
Maybe it's simpler to lie

Can't love until you had a loss
I've lost many and I paid the cost
Step myself up and I ain't lookin' back
Life is too short to be stuck in the past

She's out of my life
And I don't know whether to laugh or cry
I don't know whether to live or die
And it cuts like a knife
She's out of my life

Used to steal your parent's liquor and climb to the roof
Talk about our future, like we had a clue
Never planned that one day, I'd be losing you
In another life, I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world

If I knew that today would be the last time I'd see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul.
If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I'd embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more.
If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I'd take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again.
If I knew this is the last time I see you, I'd tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.

There was before you and there was during you. For some reason, I never thought there would be an after you.

The ones we love have the power to inflict the greatest scars. For what thing is more fragile than the human heart?

I wear heartbreak like six-inch heels: Hurts like hell, but I'll make it look beautiful.

It is not the broken heart that kills, but broken pride, monseigneur.

Mrs. Hughes: "But the poor man's heart is breaking for not knowing."
Anna: "Better a broken heart than a broken neck."

I know this hurts little buddy, but you'll love again someday. Because time will heal a broken heart, but not that b*tch's window.

People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands - literally thousands - of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss.

People change, no use getting sentimental about it. Move on, find someone else.

It is a bad thing to have love and nowhere to put it.

The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.