Sad Quotes and Sayings - Page 5
To be sad is a beautiful thing. To hold your friend close and shed a tear for them in their grief, to say goodbye to that relative you never got to know and to hang your head in sorrow as the casket is carried off, and to completley lose all control of yourself and bawl as the one you truely love leaves you. Its all really quite lovely when you give it some thought. To feel such passion, such love that your willing to show an emotion that can cause so much effect. But when its all over. When the tears just can’t seem to come anymore, and the pain begins to fade, it okay. Smile. Cause you made it through and sometimes, thats the most we could ever ask for.
Even if it was a joke, it still left a mark.
Sure, you put the pieces back together, for that I loved you.
But you broke my heart apart again, but yet I still love you.
It only took one misunderstanding for my heart to break.
You were the one to fix it, but you were the one to break it.
You came back and I accepted you again,
But only time will erase the doubt from my heart.
Memories can never change, but it’s your decision to move on or mourn over it.
When I cut, my friend said I did it for attention.
I did it to bring out my inner pain. I did it so people can notice and give me help.
I was tired of crying in the corner everyday, so I decided to make a change.
Sometimes, changes aren’t that bad.
“Smile, always smile, it doesn’t matter if it is a sad smile, because sadder than a sad smile is the sadness of being unable to smile”
Loss is hell hard, it takes time to heal, but when we do, we can cherish those memories & remember for those who can’t remember for themselves.
OK, so I make up so much ridiculous quotes of my own & live in a constant bubble of philosophical stuff.
But it’s true. In the last 2 years of my important schooling which very much determines my career which I hope will be medicine, I lose a close friend, a best friend I knew since kinder (4 years), an uncle & my great grandma.
It’s a wonder I can still concentrate & hold a straight face when I hear of those people who gossip over “THAT train suicide” or illness & the like.
Hearing life go on is the hardest thing, to know while you’re caught in this vortex of sadness/grief/missing someone/loneliness, there are those who have no idea & who go on as normal.
Worse? to hear people be disrespectful & talk about loss & losses of someone they may have known with matter- of- fact GOSSIP. Its a topic of conversation to lighten their mood rather than to reflect & learn.
& It hurts even more that someone can just be gone. That I work opposite this train station, that I was working that day & still didn’t know, that I never visited in France, that I took for granted they would ALL be there, that I didn’t understand the extent of illnesses – mental & physical.
Indeed it gets better, I know it does, it’ll always hurt, but when we try to see reality for what it is & at least try to keep at pace with the train that is life, the transition from one place to another is made easier & we’ll remember good times more often than being guilty/angry/ashamed & anything we encounter.
People think depression is sadness.People think depression is crying. People think depression is dressing in black. But people are wrong. Depression is the constant feeling of being numb. Being numb to emotions, being numb to lie. You wake up in the morning just to go back to bed again. Days aren’t really days; they are just annoying obstacles that need to be faced. And how do you face them? Through medication, through drinking, through smoking, through drugs, through cutting. When you’re depressed, you grasp on to anything that can get through the day. That’s what depression is, not sadness or tears, it’s the overwhelming sense of numbness and the desire for anything that can help you make it from one day to the next.
I’ll be okay someday. Someday I won’t miss you. One day I’ll be able to think of you without crying. But today just isn’t that day.
I made this one up personally.
I want to do to you exactly what you did to me. I want to lead you on, make you fall for me , and then I just want to let you go…I want to confuse you like you confused me…but most of all I want you to feel the pain I feel…
No matter how loves ends, it always finds a way to end with a tear.
It’s hard to keep your chin up when everything seems to weigh your head down.
Yesterday I’ve just promised her that I won’t msg her anymore. I will be deleting her msn and her number. But it really hurts me. Since that is what I can only do. I dreamed of her thrice. After I woke… I cried. Because it is just a dream. It would never come true. Every night I pray and I hope… She will cum back to me. And always be my dear sister. Whom always there by my side. But my pray till today is still pending. I really hope she came across this page and read it. Thanks for letting me share. Till here. Tc. (=
Once your heart gets broken you start to see cracks in everything.
Walk the path before you, shed your tears and express your fears. Would you be willing? Or do you prefer to bottle it all in creating rage within? Life is a mystery to us all. Live, laugh, love and loose. Something we all know to well.
We all live our lives from one day to the next no matter how complex.
We all laugh, and we all love.
But during the process of it all… We loose someone or something that seems to hit the base of our hearts and tears us down only to ask ourselves… Was it all worth it?
Sadness is experienced through out the world. A common emotion amongst human kind.
It’s bitter sweet. We can never over look it.
I like walking in the rain, ’cause no one knows i’m crying.
My heart is the strongest part of my body…it’s been stepped on and broken many times…but somehow, it still manages to work.
Can I have my heart back? Or am I supposed to forget that too?
Just once I want someone to look at me right away and think I was beautiful. Not after they get to know me, or after they see inside my soul, just me. I want to walk in a room and light up, not blend.
The strongest girl is the one who’s able to smile and laugh, no matter how much she’s cried or how much pain she’s in.
Nobody truly cares about you in life, you realize that when everyone you thought was always gonna be there for you walks out.
He will never realize how hard it is for me to see him with her everyday. To walk down the hallway and see him look into her eyes the way he used looked into mine. To hear him tell her the things he used to tell me. To hear him call her the nicknames he made up for me. But the worst part of it all is knowing I still love him and always will when he never cared for me at all.
It’s painful to love someone who is already in love with another person.
Deep in my heart, I’m suffering, knowing that I’ve lost you. On the outside, I’m living, pretending that I’ve forgotten you.
They say things get better in time.
Time has gone by.. & yet still nothing is better…
Sometimes a plan is just a list of things that don’t happen.
Every morning you get up and put on a fake smile…but what if one morning you didn’t? Would anyone notice?
Keep talking, even when you think no one is listening. You may be surprised who clings to your every word.
Love is like an arrow that pierces you through the heart. It can be removed, but the scars will always remain hidden.
Cut and Cry…
Breathe every breath like it’s your last. Sometimes, it just might be.
I can’t stay away from you more than a drowning man can stop himself from grabbing a rope.
The hardest part in ending a relationship is not the feeling of letting go, but going through every damn day and remembering it.