Sad Love Status for understanding that love could be really painful, too. Sometimes it can hurt you, sometimes it will make you laugh, but it will always be part of you. Whether you like it or not. There is no such thing as happy love. It always comes with sadness. So you have to be patient and strong because love will try to tear you apart. And it will…
It is hard to understand that someone went past you, but eventually you will realize that they all go and leave you when you need them the most.
Life is short, laugh while you can.
There is a difference between what you hold dear and who you live for and if you want to believe someone you have to take a chance. I’ve lost.
Freeze your emotion – instead of being a toy, become a player.
I said – It is just an adventure – But it was not that easy.
I wish that I could go to a place where people can delete all my memories and all my sadness.
It is pointless: Hating all roses because you scratched on one thorn.
It is pointless: Give up all your dreams because you did not make one.
When you do not feel life, always remember one who is dying, and he wants to live.
Solitude is sometimes best friend, it doesn’t ask questions, and often provides the answers.
Can I borrow your sorrow? Can I borrow your life? Can I take everything you have? I want to never awake.
What is it that makes us human? Defiance? Laughter? Lie or sin? Or barefoot walking on grilled life?
I do not want you ideal, but its shadow would step into the price with all your imperfections with which we are scrappy.
I’m not afraid to speak out loud what I feel or do not believe in the humility of these works.
If you love someone, tell him, because the heart can be broken and words do not make excuses.
I have to be strong and figure out how to forget her but my heart keeps on telling me that I just can’t erase her in my life.
The more I want you, the more I can’t have you.
It’s nice to know that we used to have everything.
Do not take the smile off your face, you have no reason to do that.
My soul hurts me when you left me, is there someone who can love me?
No matter how I tried to forget you…Why do I miss you this much?
I guess you’ve never been loved before.
It is hard to love and to bear the heart that cries.
I forgive you because we are humans, always been and forever will be.
Chatting with ten people is not nearly as interesting as correspondence with one person we care about.
Yes, I loved her the most. She was like no other. And now we don’t even talk.
I said – It’ll pass – But it just won’t go.
If someone was not strong enough to hurt you, you should be stronger and show him that this is not just an episode!
I loved her until I realized that she was not real…
I was going to write her the message and I delete it. I remembered that she won’t care.
It ended up as if it never was, but it was…
All I was given was one day with her.
She disappointed me, hurt me, and now she is with a better man than me.
I’m lonely, unhappy, staring into the night, she left me – she was right.
I cannot say that I wasn’t in love… because the heart is still hiding the feelings.
My tear begins to flow, to tell her I love her. Please tear, don’t lie!
You know it’s over, but I’m not like you.
Every night in my mind, you mean so much to me, and you’re playing with me because you know I will always forgive.
When she was alone I stood beside her and cried with her.
When I was young I searched her in my dreams.
My everything will be reflected in your eyes. What have you done to me?
I do not want ideal you, but the shadows will disappear with all the imperfections we are made of.
Sometimes I just wonder who I am in this silly world without you.
There is a reason for living, the first one is you the second one is without you.
Once I was a man, then I was a lover, now I’m just a grass without its water.
Am I pathetic when I say that I care?
Men should be strong and wealthy, but all I want is to be with you.
The first reason of poetic injustice is the moment when someone sees that you are sad.
I’m not sad because I must be, but because I’m born that way.
I’m not born to love more than one woman – that is the sadness in its pure meaning.
No more shine in your eyes, my face got lifeless, like a piece of straw…
Unbelievable, I fell in love, I loved you more than myself and in the end, our love was just a dead end.
He took me by the hand, he said it was over, kissed me and left … But he knew deep inside that he was wrong…
If this were just lies, let us lie each other once more.
When I met you, my heart broke into two pieces and what happened? Nothing, it stayed cracked.
Sadness hurts more than knives.
Sometimes I just lay and watch the sky, looking for your eyes.
I will never be the same without you.
Life is something that passes when we are doing something else.
Once I have loved you, I don’t have strength for anyone else.
Do you feel me inside of yourself, do you see me in other people?
When the roses grow someone always bleeds!
Was I ever young before? Or was I always a child loving you?
Sometimes I just want to live in order to kill the pain.
Pain is something inevitable, but why does it always hurt?
I’m trying to find you, and I have never felt this way before.
Love is something that passes like a slow train, leaving you behind. It goes away, even if it kills you.
What a glorious thought that perhaps sounds like a pathetic confession, but in my mind, it is more than fiction.
Like dominoes, our destinies are black and white, without black, you couldn’t see white.
When you are loved, the whole world becomes your place, and when you are sad there is no place in the whole world.
To be close to you is to love myself, to be far from you is to love you.
Love doesn’t go away from us, we are leaving it when we feel there is a reason.
Remember the days of love, forget the days of doubt.
As long as I breathe, I will suffer…from love or from sadness.
You were my safeness, now you are my damnation.
Being alone is not being with you, being with you is being afraid of losing you.
Sadness is being fragile like a glass, you can be broken with one touch.
When love dies, the prudence rises.
If you stop loving me, you will end me.
I love for a moment, but I suffer for eternity.
Does love really exist, or is it an imagination we create?
When I stay sad at night, I’m craving for the morning of love.
The light is at the end of the tunnel, but that path is very thorny and bitter.
No matter how much time has passed, some wounds will not heal, the heart is still broken and some lips will forever whisper only one name.
I often wonder why God made the two who are in love but have to walk different paths.
Sometimes you have to dream happiness but you cannot feel it.
Love made me blind, but loneliness made me stronger.
Killing the love in order to survive the pain.
My heart goes with you whenever you go away.
Sometimes I can’t see the sun, sometimes I hate myself, but still my heart trembles when I think of you.
Don’t ever think it’s easy because without you I’m staying with sadness forever.
My heart is broken and carries a lot of grief and pain.
There is an emptiness that gives me more pain, pain in the soul, heartache, the pain of hell, to the core.
Our love is haunted and I’m the only one who saw it.
My eyes got lost somewhere in the distance, my heart loved and never found the closeness.
It is always a sad night when you’re waiting for someone who will not come.
The world is big enough for all the sad souls but small to carry their bargain.
Sadness is a reality, happiness is a fantasy.
Life can give you wings, but it can also cut them.
In sadness you can find the truth, in truth, you can find freedom, in freedom you can find yourself.
Be brave enough to be sad. It can never be avoided.
Silence can reveal the true meaning of sadness.
When the sadness comes, it never comes alone.
When the sun of smile dies, the night of tears arrives.
I’m talking about my sadness – no one replies, it only hurts.
The old pain will pass when the new one comes.
There is a fine line between laughter and pain, and comedy and tragedy.