Sad Quotes and Sayings - Page 8
All I wanted to do was collapse into someone’s arms and cry today. But there wasn’t anyone there to catch me.
It seems like you have a new start, but for me it’s all over, in the middle of nowhere.
Life is pain.
I miss your smile, but I miss mine even more. At some point in your life, you will become aware that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life.
It is hard for us to forget the person that we love. But it is more harder for us to forget the sweet, sour, bitter memories that we had with them.
I have been crying for 24 hours straight. Because one of my best friends knew how I felt for this guy and she had a boyfriend at the time, well long story short she had sex with him and I thought of a quote that helped me through it so far: “Don’t dwell on the past”.
I feel like a caged bird waiting to be freed. Living in a world where people are not what they seem. Not knowing not caring what to do anymore, just lonely. And all that I have is a book in my hand. Nothing else I hold so dear. Just wishing you would be near. If only for a little bit. If only for a little while. Then maybe through the thick clouds. What you might see is my smile. Hidden behind my true form. Hidden are my many scars. No one notices but if they do, they don’t say anything. Waiting for you feels like forever. But you must know that I can’t wait forever. So I live in my lonely world waiting to be saved. But it seems that no one is willing to save me. So ever night I lay in my cage weeping. How could you…but you don’t answer. How could you? And still you don’t answer. Will I ever have a happy ending?
I am lookin at the road where you walked away.
Time doesn’t heal wounds, it just makes them old enough that you get used to the pain.
It hurts knowing that I once had his heart but I wasn’t good enough because he chose her over me. But that isn’t even what hurts the most. We weren’t just boyfriend and girlfriend. We were friends for a long time before we dated. I thought he cared and I thought we had something but the truth is, it didn’t really mean that much to him. So what does hurt the most? Probably knowing that I made a fool of myself talking about us, loving the “Us” there was. Or maybe it was being at lunch with all my friends dreading the moment he would come sit down but then. . . He didn’t come. I then looked in the direction of the cafeteria and I see him, sitting outside of it, by himself on his computer. Avoiding me. Because he would rather be by himself, than even have to sit anywhere near me or even look at me. Well. That’s love for you.