Love is a beautiful and elegant thing, and the heart rejoices in its presence, but most of the time love turns into sadness and a bad feeling.
Talk about sad love
- Go on a penguin, and I'm on a penguin. Leave me on my old wound, for patience, the last salvation.
- Get out of your head, I come to you and apologize and beg you. I don't believe. Go away. How do you want me to come to you?
- We do not separate, and you say where are you and where are you? Say a thousand no to those who say: forget him.
- Forget a moment in which you spoke, I believed it, I feel that you are the bliss of my life, but you were my tragedy.
- Where does the road take us... to scattered remains... or to a stifled cry... and an unknown journey?
- These memories almost kill us. There is no escape from the shore of memories, as we traveled distances and distances to reach it.
- It is sweet to hope that you fold after distances, and despair every day brings me closer.
- God has written that we will separate after this Friday, and I am satisfied with the ruling of the guardian.
- I lived hope like the moon on the night of a full moon eclipse, it vanished after what was perfect.
- The torment was a human being born with a human being. I bear witness that you are my torment who is born with me.
- The world of love is trampled with dust, and the heart of what is loyal to his brother is trampled.
- The story of our humiliation ended, neither sideburns nor words. Even on the day of farewell, we contented ourselves with peace.
- What's wrong with you, but at this time, I need you in the death of your love. I refuse to come and console me.
- That's it, I leave your love. Enough of what I learned is enough to steal the smile from my eyes and lips.
- I buried love in my heart, shrouding it, forgetting the memory of the past, and burning all my files.
- Days bring us together and dreams take us, we fly in the space of the universe, soar between the folds of the clouds, we laugh and have fun, love and adore, and dreams take us.
- We meet people we do not know, and we live with them the sweetest and most beautiful days of our lives. We walk with them on one path, treading on it with our feet the most beautiful secrets in our lives.
- He who plants thorns does not reap roses, and he who quenches longing does not receive warmth.
- Don't cry, don't be upset, don't talk, and don't ask. With you, I'll take my account, finish my story, and leave.
- What is between you and me, I lost in your hands, how much I sacrificed for your eyes, and all your worries torment me.
- I have loved you all my life, and I have not been bored, and you left me, dear, with the burning of my heart, and I went and did not feel.
- If you cut my hands, blood will come out, but you have wounded my heart, and I fear that my soul, my dear, will come out.
- Sir, I am a loyal person in love. From his love and his sensuality, you were my betrayal, and your love was a lie to me.
- And words take us, until the dawn of a new day, to pack our luggage and fly again, and dreams take us until we wake up to a bitter reality, to open our eyes as if we are in a new world, as if what we lived were just dreams.
- Our names, the remnants of our breath, and the flocks of birds that land and fly, all of these are memories that generate sadness and fire in the heart and soul, and in our wounded silence and our fingers that engraved our names on the stones and our poems that we sang together.
- Here we begin to collect our tears on the trail of that road, console ourselves with ourselves until we get bored, and there is no trick at all, for we are in a world where every day is joy that goes by as if it were a big dream that we live for long hours, and it is in fact just seconds, and how many seconds have passed in our lives without to feel its sweetness.
- Who do we blame, do we blame the days.. or do we blame ourselves.. and what has become useful to blame.. but we remain in the hope that those we loved and lived with will remember us, so we do not want from them anything but memories, and even this wish remains mere dreams.
- I complain about what is in my hands, I complain about the sight of my eyes, I complain about that flute, I complain about a wound that follows me between my times, covering my days with thorny roses.
- Help me, O life, I am losing my soul. You know that my soul smells like despair. Despair pervades me.
- I squeeze the bitter out of my eyes, here was his sitting, this is his cup of coffee, his cigarette is in my arms, I smell the fragrant of his scattered breath, I catch the folds of his deserted face, I follow his forgotten steps, his speeches are still stuck in my mind, my ears embrace his whispers, my winds embrace his sails, I feel his rosy features I wish I could return with a forgotten and erased memory, and not mention those fragrant flowers.
- Unfortunately, your love that you claim is your self-love, and whoever loves oneself is not devoted to others.
- I erased from my mind the remnants of your wings, and today your love burned with a burning fire.
- Treachery I don't want you, and I don't want to see you, my heart has repented of treacherous love.
- They taught you cruelty, and you are naturally affectionate, how you hurt my tears while you are.
- Your arrow reached my heart and changed my condition. I wish you looked at my condition before throwing it.
- The mask fell off.
- I sinned and sinned and sinned and sinned the day I was deceived by your kindness and the evidence.
- I don't love you anymore, and I don't see you, I forgot you, and I ask you to forget me.
- Today, your destiny is not worth the footsteps. Your love in my heart died and announced his departure.
- You lost me from your hands, and I am the one who is crazy about you. What a loss of my love for you. I lost my dreams with your hands.
- Why is passion sowed its path with thorns.. Why is the end in love depressing?
- I write your betrayal without it in my notebook of poems and say I hate you first and next.
- A dagger and I felt it between my ribs, neither was it the one who slaughtered me, nor was it the one I strengthened.
- You wouldn't beat me if love prevailed from your presence because my heart humiliated it.
- If I knew that I am the source of your torment, by God, you would not be happy when my eyes saw you
- Who taught you that treachery is a second wound that can arrange within you the ecstasy of death.
- Why do you oppress me and hurt me with the knife of speech, why do you throw me with an eye and an eye in you in love.
- Your apology, tears, and remorse with your hope embarrassed me, but we're done.
- Let the one who changed your tenderness towards us give you a fourth of his love that he gave us.
- If my heart is hardened once, and I see twenty times, you see your heart on my heart, hardened many times.
- Honestly, my love, nothing from the past brings us together anymore. I may have loved you, but now I have forgotten you.
- He who turns away from me, by God, I will not please him.
- The whispers of your heart torment me, but the wound of your heart makes me sad.
- I say, Madam, my love does not penetrate into the depths, and it does not benefit you from my sacrifices.
- Oh, who forgot love like you, it is easy to forget, my wound is easy, nor the humiliation of my submission
- Oh, the one I adore you and stirred up treachery and pain in your love, as much as my heart was buying, as much as your heart was unjust.
- Sincere friendliness, welcome to him, so we can bear his torment. As for those who sold and forgot what we see, even its mirage.
- I am not a bridge to pass and go, I would not accept insulting the soul if I was precious.
- Fingerprint on the ten You do not have a feeling on the day of the feeling that my heart forgot.
- I loved you, and you left me with your anger, and you sold me who among us is the oppressor, and who among us is the oppressed.
- I put you on my head and made you angry with my family and people, you left me and you could not feel me.
- My heart bleeds from your separation, and my eyes bleed after you.
- Everything you want I settled while your heart is in my arms to die, O human being, what do you want more than what I settled?
- The sweetness of the world is from the sweetness of your soul, why do you give me water, my bitter life, while I live on your soul?
- I knew love, and from your heart I learned to hate me, and from your separation, my dear, I suffered.
- I opened my eyes and found your love forbidden for you to make me cry for your love.
- I paralyzed you with my eyes and with my soul I ransomed you, and in the end you left me alone, regretting that I loved you.
- You boil over my life, and my heart is its queen. Life wasted, O cruel one, on the day you hurt my heart and broke it.
- I thought you were loyal and wanted my soul to take care of it. It turned out to be a coward, but you are not the one to take care of it.
- I thought that with your eyes you would buy me at the cheapest price and sell me quickly.
- She said the spirit of time forgets you. I said how can I forget when you are the one who wounded my heart attached to you.
- I thought you over all human beings, I didn't realize that expensive is cheap to you, O light of my eyes.
- When you divide and share, where are you when you said that our separation is something imaginary?
- Every wound is better than a normal excuse, and every mistake is accepted today.
- If you like it, stay with it, stay with it, and preach a friendship like yours and more.
- Take your picture, take the remnants of your love, the rest, take what you want, my heart died in you.
- O seekers of closeness, my heart has forgotten you. My heart can no longer bear your closeness one day.
- May God reward you with a good wound that you renewed. After I was healed, you renewed my wounds.
- I'm still waiting for my eyes.. Are you still picking up my papers.. Do you want to reap my longings.. Go now, I'm tired and my memories exhausted me.
