Darling wake up, its AUGUST already ๐.
-Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes (Platinum Fiction Series)
And their are the cold nights where I miss you a little more, my inside crumbles and the heart cries.
Sylvia Plath, Letters Home (August 2, 1952)
And then September to heal it.
God made the month August to break my heart
-Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vanessa Bell written c. August 1908
Hearts are breakable, and I think even when you heal, you're never what you were before.
-Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the shore
If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
-Vincent Van Gogh
The most toughest part in any relation is give up,giving up on that person you once gave the world to. You stop giving explanation, you stop expecting things and even though you want to you just stop yourself from going near that person because you know doesn't matter how much you love them or how many times you forgive them, when you will leave because of the pain they cause you they will not even stop you. Their's some silence in the conversation and some words behind the silence which you both don't listen to anymore or don't tend to listen. Sometimes your heart wants to give them the explanation, wants to tell them each and every thing running through your mind but... But you don't cause you know it will not change a single thing so you backspace the whole paragraph and let them be in peace and that's my friend is the most broken part.