Every broken heart has screamed at one time or another, "I want to know why!

Only the broken beyond repair could know my anguish.

Feeling my own humiliation in my heart like the sharp prick of a needle.

Love is so many things, but it is not safe.

I have been loved," she said, "by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

Love is blind and now he prove that to me. He left me alone . But when she left me I now realizee that my true love is God.

God draws near to the brokenhearted. He leans toward those who are suffering. He knows what it feels like to be wounded and abandoned.

Indeed, wounded loved can make for fierce vengeance. And, from what I know of Anissa, it does seem a bit out of character for her to behave so spitefully, so I'd like to think that she really is just deeply hurt, angry and looking for some way to injure me back...I hope she knows how well she's succeeded.

This sweet-bitter scentIs still making me faintEnduring the painThat makes me insane.Trying to smile everydayTo hide the feelings I bearHide in bed and layPraying to ease the fear.The scent of perfumeIs the reason of my consciousnessIt wakens the inner loomAnd brings back the memories.

...when your heart is broken, don't go silent - speak to God in his own language...

It's a certain tragedy when agony and resentment are all you have left connecting you to someone you once loved.

mnY reason of b"kup, but it hurts moRe when you don"t know evN a single-1.

You must have brought the bad weather with youThe sky's the color of leadAll you've left me is a featherOn an unmade bed