We may be exposed to situations and circumstances that disturb the quality of our life, hurt us to the point of death, and wound our hearts because of the severity of the pain we suffer, and we try to stand up again, but we despair and cannot, because the wound is deep and has great excitement:
- It is really unfortunate to search for honesty in an age of betrayal, and to search for love in cowardly hearts.
- We are wounded by the closest people to our hearts, so they break, then we cry, ache and grieve, for the pain is great, and the wound from which our hearts cried is as much as our love for them, and the wound they caused is equal to their status, and in the soul there is sadness that infiltrates to kill every moment of hope. All these shocks.
- The height of the wound is to have to one day play a role that does not suit you, to put the most beautiful thing you have under your feet in order to rise high and reach the top, to pretend what is not inside you in order to keep your image beautiful, to warmly shake a hand that you realize how dirty it is, to smile in the face A person you wish to spit in his face and move on, to associate with people whose presence life imposed on you in your surroundings.
- The most despicable person is the one who turns his back on you, and you desperately need his fist.
- What do our hearts regret, for our time spent healing their wounds, or for our tears that fell for their grief, or for those that collapsed in the hour of their separation, or do we mourn for our foolish hearts that followed them and believed them?
- There is nothing worse than a person asking you about your name, which he has always associated with the word I love you.
- Every day I try to draw and tattoo my wounds on paper, I try to translate my withered feelings and feelings, but in the end I discovered that I am writing the echo of my wounds in the sand.
- There is no doubt that you are the stupidest person if you are looking for love in a heart that hates you.
- Betrayal is sometimes the most beautiful feeling if the person who was betrayed deserved it.
- I gave him my longing heart, and you took from me the heart of a human being, and despite this I am loyal, I gave him all my life here and took from him the remnants of sorrows.
- True love does not end except with the death of its owner, and false love dies when its owner lives.
- Our reality says that most of those who heal wounds are wounded, so what a harsh reality!
- Every traitor makes up a thousand and one excuses for himself to convince himself that he did the right thing.
- Sincere love is like the moon when it is full, and the eclipse is its end when it encounters treachery.
- Love is like a beautiful flower, loyalty is the dewdrops on it, and betrayal is the hateful shoe that tramples on the rose and crushes it.
- Traitor, if every love story ends in betrayal, all people would be like you.
- When you think of taking revenge on people with whom you once laughed, you have reached the stage of weakness, not strength, and the day will come when you turn around and find no one around you. You will not be affected, but he is the one who feels his stupidity.
- If you are not qualified to say the word I love you, do not say it; Because love is sacrifice, patience and fatigue.
- If you love sincerely, trust in God and do not lose hope, and if you are a liar, leave and talk about fate and destiny.
- Please convince me of anything but betrayal, because it breaks the heart and takes life from the bowels of the soul.
- If you love sincerely, do not be discouraged, because failure is betrayal, but with different letters.
- The height of the wound is to close your eyes to a beautiful dream and wake up to a painful illusion, to see things around you polluted and suffer silently, to stand unable to feel a beautiful feeling that someone’s heart enlarges towards you, to discover that you represent a great part of the map of a person’s dreams and realize your prior abandonment of him. To stretch out your hand to pull someone out, and he drags you to drown you with him, to feel that you have lost many things that your age no longer allows to retrieve them, to meet someone who shared yourself one day, and discover that the concerns of life have completely absent you from his memory, that there passes a moment in which you wish to get rid of your memory.
- Beautiful, sincere love will be remembered forever, and false love ends at the last point at the bottom of the wound.
- If you tear my heart, don't talk about love, because love is innocent of traitors.
- If there was one iota of love in your heart, make sure that the last thing you would think about is to get away from me.
- The most painful thing is to sit with yourself and not find it, for those around you to change suddenly and without introductions that qualify you psychologically to accept the matter, to ask yourself questions that you do not have the ability to answer, to shake hands with your inquiries and they slap you with their answers, to spend half of your life planting roses in their path.
- Aren't you ashamed to talk about love and you are the one who planted the most painful wounds in my heart.
- If you love me, I may love you, and I may not play with you, but if you hate me, make sure that hatred only kills the heart of its owner.
- Was my heart hard for this abandonment to be my destiny, or am I wronged in the sea of love alone?
- O years of my life, enough sadness and pain.
- Thirsty and the world is raining, and the eyes are not satisfied with their eyes. I miss you, the sweetest of people.
- Hey who fell asleep on my chest, how did you learn my treachery? You were a weapon in my hand and now a dagger in my back.
- It is very easy to hurt other people's feelings, and it is very difficult to simply heal them, because the wounds leave scars that are difficult to remove.
- The hardest thing in the world is to sit with yourself and not find it.
- O eyes, do not cry and live the blessing of oblivion, the loss of your tears falls on those who do not consider it.
- I am always trying to repair the cracks you are making in the walls of our edifice, and as soon as I recover from one of them, you bring me fires that you neglect me and burn the entire wall.
- Without history, my sorrows, and fate decreed that I live alone.
- You bleed my heart from time to time, as if you were the little one, as if I were your favorite doll that you destroy with your hand.
- Patience left me as you left me, I almost see the grave with my pillow in it, even my tears smile at my death.
- When I looked at you today, I did not see the kindness sleeping on your eyelashes, but rather I saw stagnation in your eyes. I did not feel the tenderness of your touch. Rather, I used to hide my hand from the violence of your hands and I spoke a lot so that you would be silent, escaping from the harshness of your words and the harshness of your voice.
- I am the one whose branches have died and my fountain has dried up, I am the one whose gardens of my love have turned into graveyards for my tears.
- Take away my love, my giving, and my suffering, I have become priceless.
- You taught me sincerity, and you forgot to be faithful to me, you taught me loyalty and you forgot to fulfill your beloved, you taught me the sweetest thing which is love, and I forgot how to reach this love, please allow your heart to put in his heart a heart that desires and leave the world for it.
- Not everyone who knows the meaning of love finds it, and not everyone who finds it deserves it.
- The most painful thing is to lose things that you did not expect to lose, to open your eyes one day to a reality that you do not want, to count the number of your setbacks, but you cannot count, to wish the return of a beautiful time that ended, to remember a dear person who left without returning, to discover that there is no one around you but you. To call in a loud voice so that your voice does not reach, to feel injustice and not be able to win for yourself, to start giving up things you need in the name of love, to have to change some of your principles to go along with life.
