Very sad judgment and sayings

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Very sad judgment and sayings

It's nice to see something that used to hurt you and now it doesn't move you.
Pain does not require a long conversation. Sometimes the tone of voice is half the words.
The hardest thing: When you force yourself to ignore someone who meant the whole world to you.
Absentees are a painful blow that never stops bleeding.
I love to sit with the sea.. The sound of its waves is truer than the conversations of some people.
The hardest type of resistance is when you have a desire to cry but you smile to protect your pride.
We live in a time in which deception is called “intelligence” and kindness is called “stupidity.”
Those who have high morals are the people who suffer the most in this life. In fact, no one knows their language except those who are equal to them in sophistication.
There is nothing new except that there is a longing that has destroyed my heart, a longing that wants to tear me apart, and painful memories that dominate my features.
One of them: He taught me what it means not to trust anyone, no matter how strong my relationship with him is.
I returned to my isolation so that one day I would not see you by chance anywhere in this hateful world.
Hope is overcoming nostalgia at night... Here hope is born, and we die.
Sometimes we wish our dreams were true.. and sometimes we wish our reality was a dream.
Some sorrows do not need solutions.. They only need the palm of a friend who pats you on the shoulder.. and tells you: I feel for you.
In the middle of the night, I love my loneliness, even though it is dark and cold. It awakens my memories and damaged pages.
My fear is that one day you will forget me, and if you see me, you say I saw you, where does he remind me, you will see my people.
It hurts when you are truer than they expect and they lie more than you expected.
Quiet is what a person needs most in this time. The noise of life has become deadly.
How strange this world brings us together while we do not know each other... and separates us while our hearts are attached to each other.
The painful tear that falls while you are silent falls from the intensity of oppression, pain, and need.
Regret kills me whenever I remember words I said to someone who did not deserve them.
We fail to forget because in reality we do not want to forget despite all the pain the memory carries.
No one feels what I feel, I cry, I am lost, I need a hug to throw myself in but I cannot find it, then I get up in the hope that they will feel.
O eye, do not weep. Live the blessing of oblivion. The loss of your tears falls on those who do not observe them.
Sadness... is loving someone who never thought of loving you.
Trust in your abilities. The bird in the tree is not afraid that the branch will break because it does not trust the branch, but rather trusts its wings.
He asked me at night, “Where are the ones you love?” I said, “At night, all my worries are because of them.”
I will bid farewell to my sorrows... and replace my heart with another heart... whoever ignores my love... does not deserve to keep suffering for him.
Only the sad person understands the eyes of the sad, if he does not stutter: by speaking or crying.
The torment of longing is cruel if it becomes silent... like a child who understands but does not know how to reveal.
How difficult it is to live in confusion...because of someone who one day sees you as a lover and another day you don't know who he is.
If you told me, the sadness will go away.. I will cast it before me.. I have pain in my heart stabbed in me.. I have sadness.. what has passed through the eyes of orphans.
Without feeling.. I find hot tears burning my cheeks.. I close my eyes tightly so that I can only see them.. I don’t want any more tears.. Then I sleep and feel nothing.
I'm bored looking for a berth that will comfort me... My sadness has been written for me since the day I said my name, and my sadness has become every anchorage that confronts me and takes me off the path of joy and makes me feel like trees.
My heart narrows when I turn around and I don't (find you) and need you and I don't (see you) and die thousands of times when I see your spectrum and I don't (see you).
Give your entire life for a sincere feeling and a heart that contains you... and do not give a moment of it for the sake of a lover who ran away... or a heart that abandoned you without any reason.
I wrote my love for you on the pages of my eyes... so that everyone who sees me can read it... so that everyone who meets me can know it... and I drew your picture in my heart... so that the eyes of others will not see it.
I am the one whose branches died... and my spring dried up... I am the one who turned the gardens of my love into graveyards for my tears.
Absence is not their fault, we are the ones who made a big mistake when we gave them everything.
In this time, if you are hurt and tortured, they love you... and if you are loved and tortured, they forget you.
My eyes cried because of the pain of separation.. and my sad heart repeated with burning.. How can the heart forget you.. O you who reside in the heart.
I am sailing with the world on a boat without a paddle... lost at the palm of time and I do not know where it is throwing me.
Do not wait for a lover who sold you...and wait for a new light that can creep into your sad heart and bring back joy to your days and return to your heart its beautiful beating.
Sad songs are enough to make you commit suicide in hell.
You watch someone because you love him without him knowing, and no matter what happened between you, you are unable to forget him and pretend to him that you do not care.. It is the truest feeling of love, but it hurts due to the extent of its sincerity.
My heart screams, a scream that tears my ribs...and my feeling screams, saying...I miss you.
Your absence made me very tired, then I started writing about you during my nights, then my folder was filled with you, then the burden of my depression exhausted me... Save me from your absence.
Do not cry over any relationship in life... because the one you cry for does not deserve your tears, and the one who deserves your tears... will never make you cry.
When the excuses are uglier than the guilt, pack up your pride and leave.
It hurts to pretend to be ignored, and your heart hurts silently.
We hide sadness, pain, and sometimes tears... behind the words (I am fine).
Only those who are too loyal suffer.
Do not put all your dreams in one person.. and do not make the journey of your life the destination of someone you love, regardless of his qualities.. and do not think that the end of things is the end of the world.. the universe is not what your eyes see.
This world is strange. Everything has turned against me. And I came to water the roses. He says, “Please don’t let me.”
We want to leave when all solutions to stay end.. We carry our pain on our shoulders with a low head and heavy steps.
I miss you so much and I couldn't tell you. Pride shut me up, ma'am.
I thought I could light my candle again. I had forgotten how to light candles a long time ago. I thought I could write words of joy, but when I wrote them, I felt that something inside me had been hurt.
They were with me on the waiting sidewalk, telling me the stories of those who were absent. After their loved ones returned, they hugged me in front of me and then left, and I was left alone lamenting my situation.
Do not try to search for a dream that has let you down.. Try to make the state of brokenness the beginning of a new dream. Do not stand too much on the ruins, especially if bats have inhabited them and ghosts have known their way.. And look for the sound of a bird sneaking behind the horizon with the light of a new morning.
Sometimes some things don't burn you or hurt you, but they teach you that you are good for the thousandth time... and that you were too committed to your intention.
These are the days.. They deprived me of even dreams.. I loved loneliness and torment.. There is a veil between joys and me.. How long, my heart.. How long will the days hurt me.. And how long will I hide the sorrows.
There is still a tear, a wound, and a muffled scream inside me. The pain is still dormant, and with a word it awakens from its sleep. My apparent calmness deceives the calmness of a shocked person.
You left me pain enough for seventy years.. What generosity is this.