"Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead" ♥

Love is a big sacrifice, isn't it? You try to forgive and forget, but you still give it a try. You are hurt, but you still continue to love. You were betrayed, but you still hope. And the big hit? You've been left, but you still wait.

A real man never hurts a woman.

Be very careful when you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears.

The woman came out of man's rib.

Not from his feet to be walked on, not from his head to be superior.

But from his side to be equal.

Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved.

Impostor

I am not "widow" but I've got married in heart and soul, and I know that the one I love, he would never leave me, would never hurt me that way, and YOU, you are not him, Who are you? you're the murderer that killed the love of my life. And now where has he gone? I miss what you were. Sometimes I think it would be better if you had died, then I could accept that God took you away from me, and not you who decided to stay away...forever.

You gave up too soon and too fast. But I didn't want to believe that all those years meant nothing, so I kept fighting and I kept hurting. That's the worst thing about love, isn't it? The person who loves more gets hurt more.

All I want is for someone to tell me that I'm enough for them. I want to know that I don't need to change my hair or wear more makeup or lose twenty pounds, because someone likes me just the way I am. I want someone who'll take my hand before I get a change to hide the smile that I'm so embarrassed of. I don't think I'm asking for too much - I'm just looking for some shelter from a world that keeps telling me I'm not good enough.

The word "forever" should be abolished from the vocabulary!

..."Do you remember that once we even believed

that everything was going to be forever,

Not being aware that, after all, "forever" also doesn't last

Nothing is going to change what ever happened.

When I think of anyone, I just think of you

In a way, this is somewhat an advance..."♪ (Por Enquanto - Cássia Eller)

"I hate you, and then I love you. It's like I want to throw you off a cliff, then rush to the bottom to catch you."

In love, no one can harm anyone else;
we are each of us responsible for our own feelings 

and cannot blame someone else for what we feel.
It hurt when I lost each of the various men I fell in love with...
Now, though, I am convinced that no one loses anyone,
because no one owns anyone.
That is the true experience of freedom: 

having the most important thing in the world without owning it.
~Paulo Coelho~

I hate being depressed, I am drowning in deep sadness, this hate is consuming me.
I WANNA KILL YOU!

                                                                         inside me.

The heart was made to be broken

If your love does not work with that person,
it just means that someone else loves you more.

I don't know what to do now that we're apart;
I don't know how to live without the other half of my heart.

Now that I have loved so purely and deeply,
I have realized how lonely I really am.

There is nothing sadder in this life
than to watch someone you love walk away
after they have left you.
To watch the distance between
your two bodies expand until there is
nothing left but empty space... and silence.

Watching you walk out of my life
hasn't made me bitter or cynical about love,
but rather, it has shown me that if I wanted so badly
to be with the wrong person,
how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along.

The heart was made to be broken.

Love anything and your heart will be wrong
and possibly broken.
If you want to make sure of keeping it intact
you must give it to no one, not even an animal.
Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries;
avoid all entanglements.
Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness.
But in that casket
- safe, dark, motionless, airless
- it will change.
It will not be broken;
it will become unbreakable,
impenetrable, irredeemable.
To love is to be vulnerable.

A relationship is like a train.
If one passes,
then the next one will come.
I'm sure and if you get off the train,
you'll realize that everything is the same.

Relationships are like crystals,
you don't realize how much you love it until it breaks.

Sometimes I wish I had never met you because
then I could go to bed at night not knowing
there was someone like you out there.

A heart breaking isn't always as loud as a bomb exploding..
Sometimes it can be as quiet as a feather falling..
And the most painful thing is, no one really hears it, except you..

There are no impossible dreams. Consider myself as a good example: I fought all my life to fulfill my personal legend, and one day the whole universe conspired to help me. (...) "Knock, and the door will open" ~Paulo Coelho

Maktub Arabic version

Maktub Portuguese version - Translated

It was written already
In time and in the universe
That our souls were destined
To be a ray of light

It's been written already
Since millions of years ago
That the two of us should be
Consumed by the fire of passion

Sun of the desert
That burns the sandbanks
Your presence is the water
That preserves life

Wild dove
In the azure of the soul
Your love is like light
That illuminates and blinds

It was written already
And Allah knows it,
That the magical serpent of love
Would transform the two of us into divinities

It was written
Long before time began
That life is worthy only
When love touches our souls.

Be confident. Too many days are wasted comparing ourselves to others and whising to be something we aren't. Everybody has their own strengths and weaknesses, and it is only when you accept everything you are - and aren't - that you will truly succeed.

Sometimes I hope we’re still friends when I get married. I hope that I’ll invite you  to the wedding and you’ll come. Then you’ll see me as the happiest girl in the world. You’ll see me with a guy that treats me right and loves me more than himself. You’ll see all that you could’ve had and you’ll regret letting me go. But the thing that I want you to see the most is that I survived without you.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they go right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

Believe in the power of believing. Believe in fairy tales for what they can teach you about real life. Believe in happy endings, and believe they don’t always happen. Believe in something, anything, that gives you the courage and strength to continue on. Believe it when a friend says you’re beautiful. Believe that you deserve to be happy. Believe that you have choices and that you can choose wisely. Believe in your own intuition. Believe that you can do more with your life than you’re doing, and then do it. Above all, believe in yourself.

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. 1 Corinthians 13:7-8

It's just one of those days where nothing happens at all. You think about all the places you're not visiting, the people you're not meeting, the things you're not seeing, and the lives you're not living. Before you know it, the day is over and once again you've accomplished nothing. You go to bed telling yourself that tomorrow will be different, but you can't think of a single way to change things.

Whenever I hear the roar of a plance taking off, I look up at the sky and imagine that I'm leaving this place too. I wonder where all those people are headed, and then I realize that it doesn't matter, they're free to go wherever they want, while I'm not.

Found myself just the other day in the backyard of a friends place thinkin’ about you. (…) God, my fingers burn. Now when I think of touching your hair, you have changed so much that I don’t know if I can call you and tell you I care and I would love to bring you down, plant your feet back on the ground. (…) Now you think your so damn fine, you can rule the world… no, not mine. I don’t think so.