Despite the beauty and magnificence of love and the extent of its impact on us, sometimes death hurts us. It makes us feel sad and sad, especially if we are far away or separated for days. If fate so desires that we continue on our way away from those we love, happiness is not always linked to love. This is why we provide you with Here are painful words about love:
- It is difficult to love someone who does not love you... and it is even more difficult to continue loving him even though he does not feel for you.
- If you see a wolf picking flowers and then throwing them, do not be surprised, for some people pick the hearts of their loved ones and then trample them without feelings or mercy.
- It is painful to stand in front of the mirror and not recognize yourself.. to call out loud but your voice does not reach.. to feel wronged and unable to stand up for yourself.. to start giving up things you need.. in the name of love.
- It is painful to have to change some of your principles in order to cope with life. To have to one day take on a role that does not suit you. To put the most beautiful thing you have at your feet in order to rise high and reach the top.
- My love.. Thank you for hurting me with your words before you left.. Because when I yearn for you, I remember your words and I hate you.
- It is painful to pretend to be what you are not inside in order to keep your image beautiful.. and to warmly shake a hand that you are fully aware of the extent of its contamination.. and to bow down to the humiliation of the storm so that it does not uproot you from the place in which you are keen to remain.. and to smile in the face of a person you wish you could spit on. In his face and move on.
- When you wait for someone to the point of madness, you will inevitably lose the sweetness of meeting him because of his neglect.
- It is painful to associate with people whose presence life has imposed on you.. and to raise your head high and see that dwarves have become taller than you.. and to close your eyes to a beautiful dream.. and wake up to a painful illusion.. and to stand at the station of life waiting for what you know before. Except for you, he will never come.
- Oh, my eyes, do not cry.. live the blessing of forgetfulness.. the loss of your tears falls on those who do not heed them.
- It is painful to see things around you being polluted... and to suffer silently. To wear a mask of joy to hide the sad features of your true face.
- Separation... sadness like the flame of the sun vaporizes memories from the heart to raise them to its heights, so the eyes answer it by scattering their water... to extinguish the flame of memories.
- It is painful for you to feel that you have caused misery to someone... and to stand unable to feel the beautiful feeling that someone’s heart swells towards you... and to discover that you represent a great part of someone’s map of dreams... and to realize your prior abandonment of him... and to extend your hand to rescue someone. He pulls you in to drown you with him.
- How difficult it is to live inside yourself alone without a friend!! Without a companion... without a lover, you feel that joy is far away... you suffer from a wound that does not heal, a deep wound... a stubborn wound... a wound that no doctor can heal.
- It is painful to feel that you have lost many things that your life no longer allows you to recover.. and to meet someone who once shared your same self and discover that the concerns of life have completely forgotten you from his memory.. to be one of those who have feelings that do not lie and are exaggerated by the feeling that someone may leave you soon.. that One day you reach the conviction that everyone who passed by you took a part of you and left.
- How difficult it is to feel deep sadness, as if there is an ancient pain lurking inside you. You continue the path alone... without a goal... without a partner... without a companion, and you and sadness and regret become a team, and you find your face drowned in tears, and the remaining hope turns into a sparkle!
- It is painful to have a moment in which you wish to get rid of your memories... and to discover too late that you are on their list of idiots.
- It is difficult for true love to end as a result of a trivial matter, and it is more difficult for the separation to continue. Because each party is waiting for its signal to return from the other.
- How difficult it is to speak without a voice.. and to live while waiting for death.. and how difficult it is to feel bored and see everyone around you as nothingness.. and a feeling of remorse overwhelms you for a sin you do not know.. and a sin you did not commit!!
- It is difficult to say goodbye in love, and the most difficult thing is that love ends without a word of farewell.
- How difficult it is to cry without tears.. and how difficult it is to go without coming back.. and how difficult it is to feel distressed, as if the space around you is narrowing.
- It is difficult to separate in love, and the most difficult thing is that only one party remains captive to that love and the beloved.
- My days are black, you do not see the sun... they are inhabited by silence and torment, and they are enveloped in the darkness of the night... and you do not know the meaning of colours... days in which the moon is gone... and you no longer master the language of crying... dying days... days like ghosts... days in which I am out of breath and despair overwhelms me. And getting lost.
- It is difficult to choose the one you love, and the most difficult thing is to try to hate the one you loved.
- There are still wounds in my heart... wounds that are still bleeding... wounds that have rotted from too much blood... wounds that made me cry until all my tears dried up... wounds that extinguished my desire to continue living.
- It's hard to fall in love at the wrong time, and it's even more difficult to fall in love with the wrong person.
- An empty, black life and deadly loneliness... and the language of silence pervades the place... and pain is perched on the ruins of the heart... in fact, it even takes hold of the body... I feel alienated and the bitterness of living... loneliness is killing me... and pain is inhabiting me... and memories of the past are preoccupying me... and I feel that my worries will suffocate me and my sorrows will drown me. .
- It is difficult for your beloved to dry you up for unclear reasons, and it is more difficult for him not to justify his absence despite your constant questioning about him.
- I endured your humiliation and surgery.. and you stepped on my heart and said.. My love, no matter what you do, I am comfortable.
- It is difficult to love more than one person in your life, and it is even more difficult to collect more than one love at the same time.
- For the sake of her eyes, I dreamed exaggeratedly, but I was surprised by the illusions. My delusions have not reached them yet. With fire and embers, they burned me. My story with her made me tired. So I forgot that wishes fade away at the feet of fate. I gave her sweets to drink with my hand, and she gave me all the bitters to drink. And we grew and life grew with us. The fires of embers were lit and all eyes cried.
- It is difficult for love to return as it was after separation, and the most difficult thing is to keep waiting for it to return as it was.
- She said, “Tears are not our tears.. Blood is not our blood.. This is how she said it mockingly.. How can the two be one.. It is impossible in her view.. I forgot that I loved in vain.. Her pain hurt me and her sadness saddened me.. I healed her wounds a lot.. and built on her. High hopes...but I forgot that she had killed that hope.
- It is difficult to choose between more than one love, and the most difficult thing is not to find someone worthy of choosing.
- I gave her my heart, my love, and my compassion... but she lost everything... so I asked myself where is that love... and she answered me that it was in a world of loss.
- It is difficult to choose between love and dignity, and it is even more difficult to be forced to give up on someone.
- The absence of the sun remains for a few moments... moments and the evening comes... and in the evening comes the farewell... and in the farewell the eyes cry... and from those tears all the candles are extinguished... except a candle that my tears lit so that he would not forget that farewell was one of the most severe pains... betrayal... farewell ..Losing..is not possible.
- It is difficult to kill love from your heart, and it is even more difficult for others to try to kill this love.
- I gave her everything.. I drew everything for her.. I lit all the candles for her.. and wiped away all her tears with my hands. Forgetting her is impossible, but I forgot.. that forgetting is impossible.
- It is difficult to sacrifice for the sake of love, and the most difficult thing is not to find someone to sacrifice for.
- I have begun to feel alone.. Everyone around me does not exist.. As if the days are condemning me to the death of my feelings.. As if tears are captivating me to the land of groans.. I no longer know where I will stay.. inside me or wake up to a dream lost in the pages of the years.. I feel like words without letters. And memories without a past.. I feel that my loneliness will kill my sense of this life.. I am accustomed to it affecting my feelings and even possessing me.. I have come to wish to live in a far away world.. a world in which I do not feel people.. but rather I feel the morning and night breezes, the conversations of the trees, and the caressing of dew drops on my leaves. Flowers... everything inside me was shattered and scattered... I became pieces scattered over the pages of the sea... perhaps fear of the unknown haunts me and those tears captivate me, but I lost my sense of security and my confidence in times.
