the pains and stings of blades and arrows do now justice to the pain on our hearts for the silver tongue of loved ones

cheers to us hopeless romantics whom's bleeding hearts will forever fill our glasses

bearing yourself down with harsh words and thoughts just darken the heart and spoil the soul

You can break my heart, but never my spirit.

Love is overrated, and has always backstabbed me, I have never been the one to trust it, it causes too much pain in this heart. Love has left my heart cold, bruised, torn, and humilated.

I am not hurt because you don't love me, I am disappointed because the personality with whom I was in love isn't you.