Lover of Sadness Root Description http://www.loverofsadness.net/LOS/images/square_logo.jpg Lover of Sadness http://www.loverofsadness.net/LOS/images/square_logo.jpg Mon, 18 Dec 2017 12:40:09 +0000 Zend_Feed_Writer 1.11.10 (http://framework.zend.com) http://www.loverofsadness.net Quote: I tell myself to keep it together. ... by Empty Tags: Sadness, Empty]]> Mon, 18 Dec 2017 12:10:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Sadness, Empty]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Story: Sad story about love by Kasandra Gieffels
One day she meet this guy she feel in love with him they were both to shy to tell each other one day she texted him and said "I love you" and I wanna be with you and he feels the same way so he asked her out and and she said "of course" they were both happy...

After a few weeks...

They got in a fight he told her he hated her and never wanted to be with her so they broke up.

she said to herself "whatever I'm done with life"

she had a gun she almost pulled the trigger her ex sow up at her house and stopped her he said "what are you doing" she said "I'm killing myself you hurt me you broke my hurt"

he looked at her with tears in his eyes and he said "I love you I was just mad please don't do this" he took the gun from her she was crying he looked at her and said "I love you I will never hurt you will you go out with me again please" he pulled her close to her and hugged her.

She said "I will"...

They were together for a year one day he fond her cuts he said "babe please don't cut I love you way to much" one day they were going out for a date they got into a car the car they got hit big truck acaraccident.

she was hurt but not that bad and he was hurt really bad he he said to her "I love you if I die and you don't just know I love you and I will always love you your my everything babe please just know that"

she said "I love you to baby, I will always love you" they she said to him "I just wanna be with you and I will do anything just for that.

The boy died.

After she got out of the hospital the girl went home up to her room and pulled out a gun she pulled the trigger...

she had a note on her tablet her mom walked in and it said "I love you guys but i just wanna be with him I can't stand life without him"


THE END...
Tags: Love, Death]]>
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One day she meet this guy she feel in love with him they were both to shy to tell each other one day she texted him and said "I love you" and I wanna be with you and he feels the same way so he asked her out and and she said "of course" they were both happy...

After a few weeks...

They got in a fight he told her he hated her and never wanted to be with her so they broke up.

she said to herself "whatever I'm done with life"

she had a gun she almost pulled the trigger her ex sow up at her house and stopped her he said "what are you doing" she said "I'm killing myself you hurt me you broke my hurt"

he looked at her with tears in his eyes and he said "I love you I was just mad please don't do this" he took the gun from her she was crying he looked at her and said "I love you I will never hurt you will you go out with me again please" he pulled her close to her and hugged her.

She said "I will"...

They were together for a year one day he fond her cuts he said "babe please don't cut I love you way to much" one day they were going out for a date they got into a car the car they got hit big truck acaraccident.

she was hurt but not that bad and he was hurt really bad he he said to her "I love you if I die and you don't just know I love you and I will always love you your my everything babe please just know that"

she said "I love you to baby, I will always love you" they she said to him "I just wanna be with you and I will do anything just for that.

The boy died.

After she got out of the hospital the girl went home up to her room and pulled out a gun she pulled the trigger...

she had a note on her tablet her mom walked in and it said "I love you guys but i just wanna be with him I can't stand life without him"


THE END...
Tags: Love, Death]]>
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Quote: When you're happy you enjoy the son... by The understanding When you're sad you understand the lyrics.
Tags: True, Sorrow]]>
Sun, 17 Dec 2017 12:05:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes When you're sad you understand the lyrics.
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Story: You Were Perfect by jasmine “Ple-.”
And just like that, my world was taken away from me.
I remember it. I remember it all too well.
It was our night.

His eyes perused my entire being, inspecting me like I was a work of art; not with the lust I found so familiar within my past lovers—my past mistakes—but rather with a burning desire to truly love me with his all.

A minute smirk pulled at the corners of his thin lips, barely hinting at what would be the dimple many girls endlessly gawked at. The thought of another female admiringly and hungrily eyeballing him, my man, instigated a slight eruption of jealousy and anger. However, those emotions that I locked in the back of my mind, that I tried to avoid with him, instantly vanished the moment his finger tucked a stray hair behind my ear.

Blushing profusely, I looked down in embarrassment and elicited a baby-like giggle. Enjoying my reactions, he slowly placed his finger under my chin, lifted it up with such carefulness, as if to not disturb this loving moment, and I was met with those captivating brown eyes, delicately topped off with full luscious eyelashes. His eyes held the look, the one that was so compelling, so mysterious, yet emitted with a love so grand, so infinite.

With his face trained on mine, he gave my chin a small circular rub with his thumb and traced it to the corner of my eyes. His other hand snuggled perfectly under my chin, with his thumb on my cheek. He leaned in and planted a kiss on my forehead, sending sparks along my body. I couldn’t have imagined a better night than this.

The calm night sky was young, tinged with the ombre of a sunset and studded with stars, reflected upon the persistent waves crashing along the pier. It was as if they were in sync, as if they, too, wanted to show their harmony in serenity. The wind was inconsistent; it chose to either pick up in strength when he was about to charm me, as if cheering him on with its velocity, or discreetly merge into silence, waiting with impatience to see what will unfold. The welcoming aroma of numerous foods swirled in the enchanted air, converged into a pungent, yet riveting scent, attracting the likes of tourists. But there was this one distinct fragrance that overwhelmed it all, this smell that will forever be ingrained in my clothes, my mind, my memories. That romantic and calling odor, if close enough to its proximity, felt like home, derived from him.

The bright light glaring from the lightpost we were under, illuminated his long slender back, creating a vast silhouette along the cracked grounds of the pier. Because his back was toward the light, streaks of luminescence bounced off his back, revealing part of his face.

His jawline was sharply chiseled, joined with a slightly pointed nose that was tinted with a little pink from the cold air. His eyes were a mystery, intense but could soften at any given moment; he was unpredictable. His smile, oh his smile. Whenever he smiled, his perfectly aligned teeth greeted the world; whenever he closed them, he left the world in awe. That smile of his was unique, when broadened, a distinct dimple danced at the corner of his lips, completed his dashing appearance.

“Babe?”
“Huh?”
“You’re just staring at me, and it’s creeping me out.”
“Oh, sorry love. I’m still in shock that a guy like you could fall for a quirky girl like me.”
“Oh, silly. How many times do I have to remind you this? You are far beyond than I have ever imagined in someone. I love you so much, and you mean a great deal to me Jasmine.”
And just like that, I was at ease.

“I love you too, Brian, and happy one year anniversary, baby.”
Without an answer, he pulled me into an embrace with his strong arms and spun his body 180 degrees. A bit taken back, but appreciating the romantic gesture, I hugged him back, tighter. But something felt off.

Sound broke silence.

Noise erupted all around us like animals being released from their cages. I saw people screaming and running. Many were trampled on and left behind. I heard one person scream, “Shooter!” Realizing the situation, I tried to pry myself from Brian but his weight seemed heavier against me. A bit frustrated, I slightly pushed him off, yet he wouldn’t budge. Confused by his behavior, I looked at him with a bit of impatience.
“Brian, we have to go!” I urged.
No response.
I then felt my hand dampened behind his back and then it hit me.
He was shot. He took a bullet for me.

Tears began to well in my eyes. My heart began to pound against my chest; it wanted out of this body as it knew it would not be able to bear the upcoming pain. I carefully tried to lay Brian down but all six feet of him got the best of me. I fell backwards and he landed on his side with a thump. The image of him in pain was too much. I choked back tears and tried to scream for help, but my cries were swallowed by my own horror.

I positioned him so that he was on his back, and I tried to stop the excessive bleeding. I ripped strips from my own shirt and tried to fill in the bullet hole in his chest. My face was smeared with his blood as I wiped back tears.
No, no. This can’t be happening, I thought. It was all perfect ten minutes ago. I love you, Brian, please don’t leave me.
I couldn’t find myself to tell him that. I couldn’t say anything.
He was unconscious but breathing. I clung onto that sliver of hope.
I looked around frantically to see what was going on. I saw bodies lying around. I saw mothers clinging on to their kids and fathers standing above them, shocked. A six-year old girl had been shot and her mother uncontrollably sobbed over her body. Her cries in disbelief will forever be etched in my mind.

Suddenly, I felt his hand move, and hope replenished within me.
I looked down at him and our eyes met. Just like 20 minutes ago. Just like when we first met.
I tried to blink back tears but they refused; they slid down my swollen eyes and landed on his cheek, each droplet spreading out, as if caressing and hugging his cheek. I couldn’t hold it in anymore and let it all out. I didn’t know what to do. I was useless, helpless.
I carefully lied myself next to him and buried my head under his neck, closing my eyes. I wanted this moment to be the time he and I cuddled at the park, with our eyes absorbing the multi-shaded sky with cotton-ball clouds outstretched in the horizon; the sun setting with its fiery rays, outlining its circular shape; the birds migrating in their V-formation into the distance. From afar, it seemed as if the skyline was traced by the tips of branches from the oak trees; however, up close, these trees were colossal with their stretched arms cherishing the wakening of autumn. The grass was coarse and exerted a crunch when stepped on, perhaps a sigh of relief, as if it was thankful that its life was taken before the cold and harsh days could have. Panning down, I see the heads of the shoes he wore. His white Vans that were stained from the chlorophyll from the time he mowed his lawn; his left shoe was tied whilst his right was loose. Tracing up, he wore his Adidas pants with a maroon hoodie, strings untied. I remember looking up into his adoring eyes, his breath warming my forehead, his soft murmurs of loving words to me. My flashback started to blur out and I was jolted back to reality.
I felt movement. He tried to talk but instead coughed up blood.
“Try not to talk please,” I begged. I huddled my face closer to his neck, aware that his pulse was slowing down.
“Please don’t leave me Brian,” I managed to choke out. “You can’t leave me.”
A tear escaped his left eye, and he forced a tiny smile while slightly raising a brow. He was bleeding so much yet tried to disguise the unimaginable pain in front of me; how can a guy like him not be loved?
“I love you,” he whispered. He proceeded to smile with his eyes closed, showing off that dimple of his.
“Ple-”

I felt hands pull me away from him. Anger and surprisement surged through me, and I tried to push whomever was pulling me away. It was a police officer.
“Wait! Please I have to tell him something! Please let go of me!” I screamed while shoving the police officer away.
“I’m sorry ma’am, but we need to start clearing up the incident and aid the injured, we can’t have anyone lingering around,” informed the paramedic that appeared next to the officer.

Those words echoed in my head, provoking rage. I wanted to use my remaining strength to yell in his face. I wanted to scream of how unfair that one couldn’t stay with a loved one, a loved one that could be taking his or her last breath. I felt the need to sear such words into his mind, to reverse the roles and see how he would feel. But I couldn’t, this seemed all too surreal.
I made one last effort to run away from the officer but another officer held me back and I was jerked away.

At this point, I felt my body giving up, I felt limp and let them drag me away. My eyelids began to droop and I couldn’t cry even if I forced myself to. My vision began to fade but the sight was permanent. I remember seeing the police putting caution tape around where he and I once stood. I remember one officer putting a blanket, the blanket that indicated death over his lifeless body. And under that blanket, was the boy I loved, but couldn’t hear it one last time from me.
Tags: Heartbroken, Death]]>
Sun, 17 Dec 2017 07:40:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/3Z_O_XsZjio/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3383 “Ple-.”
And just like that, my world was taken away from me.
I remember it. I remember it all too well.
It was our night.

His eyes perused my entire being, inspecting me like I was a work of art; not with the lust I found so familiar within my past lovers—my past mistakes—but rather with a burning desire to truly love me with his all.

A minute smirk pulled at the corners of his thin lips, barely hinting at what would be the dimple many girls endlessly gawked at. The thought of another female admiringly and hungrily eyeballing him, my man, instigated a slight eruption of jealousy and anger. However, those emotions that I locked in the back of my mind, that I tried to avoid with him, instantly vanished the moment his finger tucked a stray hair behind my ear.

Blushing profusely, I looked down in embarrassment and elicited a baby-like giggle. Enjoying my reactions, he slowly placed his finger under my chin, lifted it up with such carefulness, as if to not disturb this loving moment, and I was met with those captivating brown eyes, delicately topped off with full luscious eyelashes. His eyes held the look, the one that was so compelling, so mysterious, yet emitted with a love so grand, so infinite.

With his face trained on mine, he gave my chin a small circular rub with his thumb and traced it to the corner of my eyes. His other hand snuggled perfectly under my chin, with his thumb on my cheek. He leaned in and planted a kiss on my forehead, sending sparks along my body. I couldn’t have imagined a better night than this.

The calm night sky was young, tinged with the ombre of a sunset and studded with stars, reflected upon the persistent waves crashing along the pier. It was as if they were in sync, as if they, too, wanted to show their harmony in serenity. The wind was inconsistent; it chose to either pick up in strength when he was about to charm me, as if cheering him on with its velocity, or discreetly merge into silence, waiting with impatience to see what will unfold. The welcoming aroma of numerous foods swirled in the enchanted air, converged into a pungent, yet riveting scent, attracting the likes of tourists. But there was this one distinct fragrance that overwhelmed it all, this smell that will forever be ingrained in my clothes, my mind, my memories. That romantic and calling odor, if close enough to its proximity, felt like home, derived from him.

The bright light glaring from the lightpost we were under, illuminated his long slender back, creating a vast silhouette along the cracked grounds of the pier. Because his back was toward the light, streaks of luminescence bounced off his back, revealing part of his face.

His jawline was sharply chiseled, joined with a slightly pointed nose that was tinted with a little pink from the cold air. His eyes were a mystery, intense but could soften at any given moment; he was unpredictable. His smile, oh his smile. Whenever he smiled, his perfectly aligned teeth greeted the world; whenever he closed them, he left the world in awe. That smile of his was unique, when broadened, a distinct dimple danced at the corner of his lips, completed his dashing appearance.

“Babe?”
“Huh?”
“You’re just staring at me, and it’s creeping me out.”
“Oh, sorry love. I’m still in shock that a guy like you could fall for a quirky girl like me.”
“Oh, silly. How many times do I have to remind you this? You are far beyond than I have ever imagined in someone. I love you so much, and you mean a great deal to me Jasmine.”
And just like that, I was at ease.

“I love you too, Brian, and happy one year anniversary, baby.”
Without an answer, he pulled me into an embrace with his strong arms and spun his body 180 degrees. A bit taken back, but appreciating the romantic gesture, I hugged him back, tighter. But something felt off.

Sound broke silence.

Noise erupted all around us like animals being released from their cages. I saw people screaming and running. Many were trampled on and left behind. I heard one person scream, “Shooter!” Realizing the situation, I tried to pry myself from Brian but his weight seemed heavier against me. A bit frustrated, I slightly pushed him off, yet he wouldn’t budge. Confused by his behavior, I looked at him with a bit of impatience.
“Brian, we have to go!” I urged.
No response.
I then felt my hand dampened behind his back and then it hit me.
He was shot. He took a bullet for me.

Tears began to well in my eyes. My heart began to pound against my chest; it wanted out of this body as it knew it would not be able to bear the upcoming pain. I carefully tried to lay Brian down but all six feet of him got the best of me. I fell backwards and he landed on his side with a thump. The image of him in pain was too much. I choked back tears and tried to scream for help, but my cries were swallowed by my own horror.

I positioned him so that he was on his back, and I tried to stop the excessive bleeding. I ripped strips from my own shirt and tried to fill in the bullet hole in his chest. My face was smeared with his blood as I wiped back tears.
No, no. This can’t be happening, I thought. It was all perfect ten minutes ago. I love you, Brian, please don’t leave me.
I couldn’t find myself to tell him that. I couldn’t say anything.
He was unconscious but breathing. I clung onto that sliver of hope.
I looked around frantically to see what was going on. I saw bodies lying around. I saw mothers clinging on to their kids and fathers standing above them, shocked. A six-year old girl had been shot and her mother uncontrollably sobbed over her body. Her cries in disbelief will forever be etched in my mind.

Suddenly, I felt his hand move, and hope replenished within me.
I looked down at him and our eyes met. Just like 20 minutes ago. Just like when we first met.
I tried to blink back tears but they refused; they slid down my swollen eyes and landed on his cheek, each droplet spreading out, as if caressing and hugging his cheek. I couldn’t hold it in anymore and let it all out. I didn’t know what to do. I was useless, helpless.
I carefully lied myself next to him and buried my head under his neck, closing my eyes. I wanted this moment to be the time he and I cuddled at the park, with our eyes absorbing the multi-shaded sky with cotton-ball clouds outstretched in the horizon; the sun setting with its fiery rays, outlining its circular shape; the birds migrating in their V-formation into the distance. From afar, it seemed as if the skyline was traced by the tips of branches from the oak trees; however, up close, these trees were colossal with their stretched arms cherishing the wakening of autumn. The grass was coarse and exerted a crunch when stepped on, perhaps a sigh of relief, as if it was thankful that its life was taken before the cold and harsh days could have. Panning down, I see the heads of the shoes he wore. His white Vans that were stained from the chlorophyll from the time he mowed his lawn; his left shoe was tied whilst his right was loose. Tracing up, he wore his Adidas pants with a maroon hoodie, strings untied. I remember looking up into his adoring eyes, his breath warming my forehead, his soft murmurs of loving words to me. My flashback started to blur out and I was jolted back to reality.
I felt movement. He tried to talk but instead coughed up blood.
“Try not to talk please,” I begged. I huddled my face closer to his neck, aware that his pulse was slowing down.
“Please don’t leave me Brian,” I managed to choke out. “You can’t leave me.”
A tear escaped his left eye, and he forced a tiny smile while slightly raising a brow. He was bleeding so much yet tried to disguise the unimaginable pain in front of me; how can a guy like him not be loved?
“I love you,” he whispered. He proceeded to smile with his eyes closed, showing off that dimple of his.
“Ple-”

I felt hands pull me away from him. Anger and surprisement surged through me, and I tried to push whomever was pulling me away. It was a police officer.
“Wait! Please I have to tell him something! Please let go of me!” I screamed while shoving the police officer away.
“I’m sorry ma’am, but we need to start clearing up the incident and aid the injured, we can’t have anyone lingering around,” informed the paramedic that appeared next to the officer.

Those words echoed in my head, provoking rage. I wanted to use my remaining strength to yell in his face. I wanted to scream of how unfair that one couldn’t stay with a loved one, a loved one that could be taking his or her last breath. I felt the need to sear such words into his mind, to reverse the roles and see how he would feel. But I couldn’t, this seemed all too surreal.
I made one last effort to run away from the officer but another officer held me back and I was jerked away.

At this point, I felt my body giving up, I felt limp and let them drag me away. My eyelids began to droop and I couldn’t cry even if I forced myself to. My vision began to fade but the sight was permanent. I remember seeing the police putting caution tape around where he and I once stood. I remember one officer putting a blanket, the blanket that indicated death over his lifeless body. And under that blanket, was the boy I loved, but couldn’t hear it one last time from me.
Tags: Heartbroken, Death]]>
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Quote: Beauty doesn't always come with cou... by Kira Garbett Tags: Courage, Beauty, Just Be Yourself]]> Sat, 16 Dec 2017 12:00:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Courage, Beauty, Just Be Yourself]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Poem: Gone by Someone My heart is missing.
You are here,
But you're not listening.
I asked you whether pills or gun,
But you just told me that both is fun.
Finally I decided to make it end,
Because I didn't even have you my best friend.

We was everything
We was the sun and the moon
We was hell and we was heaven
We was the earth and the sky
And we was everything between
We was everything
Everything importent
Tags: Gone, Everything]]>
Sat, 16 Dec 2017 11:55:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/u8aMFvsON4w/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3853 My heart is missing.
You are here,
But you're not listening.
I asked you whether pills or gun,
But you just told me that both is fun.
Finally I decided to make it end,
Because I didn't even have you my best friend.

We was everything
We was the sun and the moon
We was hell and we was heaven
We was the earth and the sky
And we was everything between
We was everything
Everything importent
Tags: Gone, Everything]]>
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Story: I Think I'm In Love by Alexis Cilla
There was a boy, he was a sophomore and I was only a freshman, his name was Sid. Little fact, he was my best friend's cousin. He messaged me one night and we talked for days then it became weeks. Somehow, after all the terrible experiences i've had with guys, I trusted him. And I don't know why. Though, even when I had trusted him and feelings did develop, I couldn't date him. My other friend was in love with him, for years. And I didn't want to be the girl who ruins everything. So I stopped. And I went on with my life.

Second quarter finally came and a bunch of boys messaged me. You wouldn't believe who. It was... Sid's friends. It turns out, that they thought I was cute. So they flirted and I flirted back. Hold up! Don't judge yet! I knew from the start, that they were just playing, I knew that it was all just a game, so I didn't care. Now days, its expected to play with each others feelings. I had flirted back only to protect myself from getting hurt because I knew that if I fell for their sweet words and charming looks, I would have another heartache, the one thing I was so afraid of. Still, its not an excuse.... I'm sorry.

Then one day, two boys messaged me. Their names were Larry and Derek they're best friends . To cut it off short, I had feelings for both of them. Trust me, it was never my plan. I had liked Larry from the start because he was fun, cuter than the other and he seemed real but he moved to quick and I didn't like it. I was hoping that this relationship would be different from the others that I've had. BUT something was off.... I liked Derek, what I felt for him was different and I couldn't explain it. Knowing me, I hate complicated. So I ignored my feelings for him and continued with Larry. Later, I realized... Larry wasn't they guy I thought he was. Its sad that I had to find out, the hard way.

Months have passed and Larry was no longer on my mind. Derek however was always there, in the back of my head. For three years until now, since that day, he was always in my head. I thought about him every now and then. And It killed me every single day of my life. I wanted to tell him, I wanted to go back to him. But I couldn't. I had a thing with his best friends, I flirted with his other friends and I rejected him repeatedly for Larry. Tell me, would you still have told him after everything? I didn't admit it because I was afraid. It was because, he finally looked happy after what I did, I cant destroy it for my own happiness. Since that day, my heart was filled with regrets and I wanted to just apologize for all the things I've done.

A year passed, and hes still there in my head. I had to train myself to let go and forget about him because there was no chance at all. But so many people kept saying that he still likes me. I didn't know what to believe. I thought people were joking around because they knew I liked him a lot, so of course, I didn't take it serious. Deep down I wanted to like him back. A month later, I began to forget about him...

Finally, it was the last day for seniors, for him. I was absent on that day because I was sick. But I had came back to school and I felt uneasy. So many thoughts were running through my mind. I realized, I wont be passing by him to class anymore, or the fact that i'll never see him again. I mean what are the chances we would bump into each other? we live in two different worlds. My whole day was dead and I just had to admit that I missed him even more. I had came home and I finally cried. It was painful. So painful that I would do anything to turn back time and change the choices i've made.

I mean honestly... how could I miss someone soooo much and not even have a relationship with him. How can I like someone sooooo much and not even know a single thing about him. How could I go on my whole years of high school, thinking of a guy that has no absolute connection with me at all. How could I possibly get hurt soooooooooooooo much from him doing nothing? Its crazy. I thought I was going crazy. People kept telling me that I was in love with him. But I never believed in love, never. Then one day I realized... I think i'm in love. How is it even possible tho? I dont know. I dont. I guess its true. Love comes in all shapes and sizes. And I guess this was one.
Tags: Love, Missing]]>
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There was a boy, he was a sophomore and I was only a freshman, his name was Sid. Little fact, he was my best friend's cousin. He messaged me one night and we talked for days then it became weeks. Somehow, after all the terrible experiences i've had with guys, I trusted him. And I don't know why. Though, even when I had trusted him and feelings did develop, I couldn't date him. My other friend was in love with him, for years. And I didn't want to be the girl who ruins everything. So I stopped. And I went on with my life.

Second quarter finally came and a bunch of boys messaged me. You wouldn't believe who. It was... Sid's friends. It turns out, that they thought I was cute. So they flirted and I flirted back. Hold up! Don't judge yet! I knew from the start, that they were just playing, I knew that it was all just a game, so I didn't care. Now days, its expected to play with each others feelings. I had flirted back only to protect myself from getting hurt because I knew that if I fell for their sweet words and charming looks, I would have another heartache, the one thing I was so afraid of. Still, its not an excuse.... I'm sorry.

Then one day, two boys messaged me. Their names were Larry and Derek they're best friends . To cut it off short, I had feelings for both of them. Trust me, it was never my plan. I had liked Larry from the start because he was fun, cuter than the other and he seemed real but he moved to quick and I didn't like it. I was hoping that this relationship would be different from the others that I've had. BUT something was off.... I liked Derek, what I felt for him was different and I couldn't explain it. Knowing me, I hate complicated. So I ignored my feelings for him and continued with Larry. Later, I realized... Larry wasn't they guy I thought he was. Its sad that I had to find out, the hard way.

Months have passed and Larry was no longer on my mind. Derek however was always there, in the back of my head. For three years until now, since that day, he was always in my head. I thought about him every now and then. And It killed me every single day of my life. I wanted to tell him, I wanted to go back to him. But I couldn't. I had a thing with his best friends, I flirted with his other friends and I rejected him repeatedly for Larry. Tell me, would you still have told him after everything? I didn't admit it because I was afraid. It was because, he finally looked happy after what I did, I cant destroy it for my own happiness. Since that day, my heart was filled with regrets and I wanted to just apologize for all the things I've done.

A year passed, and hes still there in my head. I had to train myself to let go and forget about him because there was no chance at all. But so many people kept saying that he still likes me. I didn't know what to believe. I thought people were joking around because they knew I liked him a lot, so of course, I didn't take it serious. Deep down I wanted to like him back. A month later, I began to forget about him...

Finally, it was the last day for seniors, for him. I was absent on that day because I was sick. But I had came back to school and I felt uneasy. So many thoughts were running through my mind. I realized, I wont be passing by him to class anymore, or the fact that i'll never see him again. I mean what are the chances we would bump into each other? we live in two different worlds. My whole day was dead and I just had to admit that I missed him even more. I had came home and I finally cried. It was painful. So painful that I would do anything to turn back time and change the choices i've made.

I mean honestly... how could I miss someone soooo much and not even have a relationship with him. How can I like someone sooooo much and not even know a single thing about him. How could I go on my whole years of high school, thinking of a guy that has no absolute connection with me at all. How could I possibly get hurt soooooooooooooo much from him doing nothing? Its crazy. I thought I was going crazy. People kept telling me that I was in love with him. But I never believed in love, never. Then one day I realized... I think i'm in love. How is it even possible tho? I dont know. I dont. I guess its true. Love comes in all shapes and sizes. And I guess this was one.
Tags: Love, Missing]]>
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Quote: The pain is like a rush, it runs ou... by Timothy Long(me) Tags: Cutting, Crying, Pain, Past]]> Fri, 15 Dec 2017 11:55:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Cutting, Crying, Pain, Past]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Poem: Tricking myself by Fernando. A. Martinez. I trick myself that I'm happy
I trick myself that I'm loved
I trick that I'm successful

But inside I know it's all a lie
Just a song and dace
I'm the performer
The wold is my audience

If only I could tell the truth
If only I could share my pain
If only thay knew how much I hurt
If only I was not so depressed

But at the end of the day I trick myself no more
I let my true color shine
I pour myself another drink
I cut deep into my wrists
Then I cry myself to sleep

Now I write this one last poem
A blood soaked hand loads my ticket out
Tears following a river down my ckeeks
I call my mom and tell her I lover her

This is it for me the end is near
one last breath I chamber the round
Pressing the ice cold barrel against my head
I pull the trigger letting the hammer drop

I hear the all to familiar click as I drop the gun
Curling curling myself back into my ball I lay there
I'm still alive, the gun must have jammed
I guess its just not my time.... Yet
Tags: Broken]]>
Fri, 15 Dec 2017 11:50:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/hSt4tC38EJE/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3852 I trick myself that I'm happy
I trick myself that I'm loved
I trick that I'm successful

But inside I know it's all a lie
Just a song and dace
I'm the performer
The wold is my audience

If only I could tell the truth
If only I could share my pain
If only thay knew how much I hurt
If only I was not so depressed

But at the end of the day I trick myself no more
I let my true color shine
I pour myself another drink
I cut deep into my wrists
Then I cry myself to sleep

Now I write this one last poem
A blood soaked hand loads my ticket out
Tears following a river down my ckeeks
I call my mom and tell her I lover her

This is it for me the end is near
one last breath I chamber the round
Pressing the ice cold barrel against my head
I pull the trigger letting the hammer drop

I hear the all to familiar click as I drop the gun
Curling curling myself back into my ball I lay there
I'm still alive, the gun must have jammed
I guess its just not my time.... Yet
Tags: Broken]]>
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Story: Last effort I'll make at "love" by Rushdan Akinfenwa
They always say to you that "true love will triumph over others". And I can say to you that that's not true. Not for me at least.

We were both 13 at the time, and we'd just been transitioned from elementary to middle school. I first met her during our English class. I'm still not used to the settings of a government school, so I'm rather quiet. She's the school's brightest student but everybody hated her on how she is always answering all the questions and being outspoken and really confident in herself, but she has no friends at the time. She was alone.

I learned her name when we were doing a group work which is to introduce and say a bit about ourselves using the English language. Shankri's her name. The moment I first looked at her face, I fell for her. My heart beats with irregular tempo. My body's shaking. I couldn't manage to say my name with her beautiful, starry eyes looking deep into me. She realized that I'm struggling and she puts both her palms on my arms and says "You can do it, come on". Then I whispered my name. She let go of my arms. A Malay guy falling in love with an Tamil Sri Lankan Hindu is unheard of, but I foolishly believed that it's worth the try.

After that intro, everyday of my school life, I spent it with her everytime I can. She doesn't really have any friends at the time, so I thought it'd be nice of me to accompany her and prevent her from being alone. We never really talked much because I'm still awkward with girls at the time and she was my crush so it was much worse, but I cherished every moment we spent, being together with no one else around.

Fast forward 2 years later, we were 15. She'd become the hottest sensation in the school. Everybody wanted to be friends with her, everybody looked up to her, everybody wanted to be as smart as her, but nobody was interested in her as a companion. Most people thought her as "not pretty". But still, people treated her like a god. I, however, are still average in everything, and people just really know me as the school clown, the funny guy, that sort of stuff. I started texting her on that year. She was using her mom's phone. I'm gonna cut all the fillers because just hearing her name turned me into crumbles of dust.

One of my friend picked up that I liked her and he told everybody at school that an average Malay guy fell in love with this smart, Tamil girl. It became the hot topic for months. Our friendship is severely strained during these time. She rarely answers my texts and she avoided me at school. I know I'm losing her but at the time I was still naïve and believed that "love will triumph above others".

Small events of her trying to distance herself from me happened. One of those is she told my friend to not give permission to me for going to his festive celebration party at his house. At first I thought my friend was just fucking with me. Then, I asked her bestfriend(I was not her bestfriend anymore at the time, she shoved me too far) if she knows anything and she revealed to me that it was Shankri who banned me from that party. I felt so betrayed. This girl, who I'd once saved from cutting herself, now turned her back on me, completely. But I foolishly still put hopes on her. Wrong move, it is.

I confronted her about this at the school and she said "Yeah you creeped me out and I don't feel comfortable around you" and I felt so confused and angry. Then she asked me "What do you really sees me as? Am I a friend or a crush to you?"
Then I said "Yes it's true I had a crush on you but I only consider you as just a friend because we're still studying and I don't wanna bother you from being a successful person."
Then she told me that we could still be friend. But I know something's not right. I know that after all of this time, she doesn't really wants me to even be friends with her. She just wanna go away from me.

The next year, 2017, I had exhausted myself from all the efforts of trying to be a nice person and not being appreciated over and over again. The killing blow in our friendship for me is when her bestfriend, that same girl who told me about the party shit, told me that Shankri really hates the sight of me but she feels too sorry for me, and she only forced herself to talk to you..

That does it to me, I've had it with all this bullshit. That night, I swore to myself to never fall in love again for the rest of my life, because it is useless and not worth the effort. That it is all fake and it's only in the films. That night, every golden moments, the recess we spent together, the book I gave to her. The only photograph of her where she smiles and poses instinctively because I took the pic, I had to let it all go. 4 years of being there for her.

I'm sorry if my story is too short but I just couldn't write any longer. My fingers are shaking, my breaths are heavy, my mind is killing me, all the old memories. I'm writing this while crying a river.

I doubt you'd read this Shank, but just know, I miss you. I miss the extra curriculum classes we spent together. I miss the sight of your eyes and how I'd just get lost in that beautiful eyes of yours. I miss the way you combed the front of your hair with your hand. Goodbye, my little princess.
Tags: Crush, Heartbroken, Broken, Hurt, Painful, Unloved, One Sided, Giving Up, Sad, Missing You, Hope]]>
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They always say to you that "true love will triumph over others". And I can say to you that that's not true. Not for me at least.

We were both 13 at the time, and we'd just been transitioned from elementary to middle school. I first met her during our English class. I'm still not used to the settings of a government school, so I'm rather quiet. She's the school's brightest student but everybody hated her on how she is always answering all the questions and being outspoken and really confident in herself, but she has no friends at the time. She was alone.

I learned her name when we were doing a group work which is to introduce and say a bit about ourselves using the English language. Shankri's her name. The moment I first looked at her face, I fell for her. My heart beats with irregular tempo. My body's shaking. I couldn't manage to say my name with her beautiful, starry eyes looking deep into me. She realized that I'm struggling and she puts both her palms on my arms and says "You can do it, come on". Then I whispered my name. She let go of my arms. A Malay guy falling in love with an Tamil Sri Lankan Hindu is unheard of, but I foolishly believed that it's worth the try.

After that intro, everyday of my school life, I spent it with her everytime I can. She doesn't really have any friends at the time, so I thought it'd be nice of me to accompany her and prevent her from being alone. We never really talked much because I'm still awkward with girls at the time and she was my crush so it was much worse, but I cherished every moment we spent, being together with no one else around.

Fast forward 2 years later, we were 15. She'd become the hottest sensation in the school. Everybody wanted to be friends with her, everybody looked up to her, everybody wanted to be as smart as her, but nobody was interested in her as a companion. Most people thought her as "not pretty". But still, people treated her like a god. I, however, are still average in everything, and people just really know me as the school clown, the funny guy, that sort of stuff. I started texting her on that year. She was using her mom's phone. I'm gonna cut all the fillers because just hearing her name turned me into crumbles of dust.

One of my friend picked up that I liked her and he told everybody at school that an average Malay guy fell in love with this smart, Tamil girl. It became the hot topic for months. Our friendship is severely strained during these time. She rarely answers my texts and she avoided me at school. I know I'm losing her but at the time I was still naïve and believed that "love will triumph above others".

Small events of her trying to distance herself from me happened. One of those is she told my friend to not give permission to me for going to his festive celebration party at his house. At first I thought my friend was just fucking with me. Then, I asked her bestfriend(I was not her bestfriend anymore at the time, she shoved me too far) if she knows anything and she revealed to me that it was Shankri who banned me from that party. I felt so betrayed. This girl, who I'd once saved from cutting herself, now turned her back on me, completely. But I foolishly still put hopes on her. Wrong move, it is.

I confronted her about this at the school and she said "Yeah you creeped me out and I don't feel comfortable around you" and I felt so confused and angry. Then she asked me "What do you really sees me as? Am I a friend or a crush to you?"
Then I said "Yes it's true I had a crush on you but I only consider you as just a friend because we're still studying and I don't wanna bother you from being a successful person."
Then she told me that we could still be friend. But I know something's not right. I know that after all of this time, she doesn't really wants me to even be friends with her. She just wanna go away from me.

The next year, 2017, I had exhausted myself from all the efforts of trying to be a nice person and not being appreciated over and over again. The killing blow in our friendship for me is when her bestfriend, that same girl who told me about the party shit, told me that Shankri really hates the sight of me but she feels too sorry for me, and she only forced herself to talk to you..

That does it to me, I've had it with all this bullshit. That night, I swore to myself to never fall in love again for the rest of my life, because it is useless and not worth the effort. That it is all fake and it's only in the films. That night, every golden moments, the recess we spent together, the book I gave to her. The only photograph of her where she smiles and poses instinctively because I took the pic, I had to let it all go. 4 years of being there for her.

I'm sorry if my story is too short but I just couldn't write any longer. My fingers are shaking, my breaths are heavy, my mind is killing me, all the old memories. I'm writing this while crying a river.

I doubt you'd read this Shank, but just know, I miss you. I miss the extra curriculum classes we spent together. I miss the sight of your eyes and how I'd just get lost in that beautiful eyes of yours. I miss the way you combed the front of your hair with your hand. Goodbye, my little princess.
Tags: Crush, Heartbroken, Broken, Hurt, Painful, Unloved, One Sided, Giving Up, Sad, Missing You, Hope]]>
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Quote: If my heart stopped, would you miss... by Cathryn Tags: Sad, Suicide]]> Thu, 14 Dec 2017 11:50:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Sad, Suicide]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Poem: Sandy Sad Waves of a Shell by Robin Carretti Feet draggings face looked sagging
Feeling torn to seashell bits.
You can't stay in one place
Having fits
More "Sad Eyes" close-up
black Lilly's wept over voices
Bad dream slept over Give you the
willies of Billy's
Didn't shut up to give up

Haunted by someones sad face.
So smothered shedding tears.
But trapped like it was the end of your years.
all sad faces
like a straight jacket nothing of value
crept into your pocket Sad face how you met
your only friend a seashell locket

Wanting to snap putting on your
chapstick
Your sad heart beach blanket
It made you feel sick

Your last drink of brandy
Seashells call but "Where's Sandy?"
Around headstones feeling it's your
time to fall.
The beach became "Ghostly" no-one is around.
Hearing lonely voices I phone's looked empty
no-one to call like a "Humpty Dumpty"
Everyone deserted you
Hunchback of Notre Dame
no way to be tamed

But left you with no dignity
Feeling like a shell inside
Everyday fidgety having no life
Walking looking down so saddened
is this life

Let's beware another memory
But wanting to erase
you don't fit into no-ones life
Background voices saying who cares?
Having nothing how do we compare.
Wanting to leave for another life.
But nothing to show wave just went
full force but didn't want to live

Who knows where you are going
Everyone saying yes and of course
But you Felt like crying having the
worst divorce

Something hits you like a
malevolent "Those Blues"
hit you the lady of the convent
Dripping tears of waves like a
grain of sand no-one
touched your hand
But you had no energy to blow
This was my true feeling to show
Tags: Sadness, Spiritual, Lifeless, Heartbroken, Beach Empty]]>
Thu, 14 Dec 2017 11:45:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/E5EfSYHMOEo/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3854 Feet draggings face looked sagging
Feeling torn to seashell bits.
You can't stay in one place
Having fits
More "Sad Eyes" close-up
black Lilly's wept over voices
Bad dream slept over Give you the
willies of Billy's
Didn't shut up to give up

Haunted by someones sad face.
So smothered shedding tears.
But trapped like it was the end of your years.
all sad faces
like a straight jacket nothing of value
crept into your pocket Sad face how you met
your only friend a seashell locket

Wanting to snap putting on your
chapstick
Your sad heart beach blanket
It made you feel sick

Your last drink of brandy
Seashells call but "Where's Sandy?"
Around headstones feeling it's your
time to fall.
The beach became "Ghostly" no-one is around.
Hearing lonely voices I phone's looked empty
no-one to call like a "Humpty Dumpty"
Everyone deserted you
Hunchback of Notre Dame
no way to be tamed

But left you with no dignity
Feeling like a shell inside
Everyday fidgety having no life
Walking looking down so saddened
is this life

Let's beware another memory
But wanting to erase
you don't fit into no-ones life
Background voices saying who cares?
Having nothing how do we compare.
Wanting to leave for another life.
But nothing to show wave just went
full force but didn't want to live

Who knows where you are going
Everyone saying yes and of course
But you Felt like crying having the
worst divorce

Something hits you like a
malevolent "Those Blues"
hit you the lady of the convent
Dripping tears of waves like a
grain of sand no-one
touched your hand
But you had no energy to blow
This was my true feeling to show
Tags: Sadness, Spiritual, Lifeless, Heartbroken, Beach Empty]]>
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Story: He Left Too Early by Rita Ung I tried to cut it off because I was a girl who doesn’t like to be involved with love. But the harder I tried, the more I got attached to him. I started to find him very attractive.

After the weekend, I asked him do you like me? He replied with a yes. He aske me back and I said I do really like you. After that we became official. We went on a few dates. But the third week of our relationship, depressions and stress starts to build up on me. I still talked to him because I cared about him. Even a good morning or a good night is what I usually to make sure he’s okay. It was starting to go down hill from there.

One night, his girl-friends came to and said; I’m really worried about him and he’s getting sick of how your treating him. The way you only cared about yourself and your depression. You took him for granted and you shouldn’t be doing that because he cares about you and he loved you.

Tommorrow morning, after the day his friends can to me. He decide to text and say he had something to talk about later.i knew that he was going to say that it’s over. I was scared but I was also mentally prepared for it because I knew that it was going to happen anytime soon. Then I told him, you can say it now and get it over with. He told me he want to break up with me. I on the other was about to go off to school and I quickly repkied to him; if you don’t feel comfortable with this relationship or you don’t like it, l am willing to end it for you because you’re not happy with it.whatever makes you happy, I’ll do it for you. We broke up. I went to school, fighting the tears to prevent my dad from asking. When I finally arrived at school, I ran straight into the bathroom and sat down. I sat there speechless because I just lost him. I lost someone I truly loved. My friend came running in and knocked on the door, asking are you okay. I open the door and replied, he left me. He didn’t want me anymore. I lost him and I regret everything. I cried my eyes and I couldn’t focus on school that day. I skipped a few classes because I suddenly broke down in the middle of class because of the memories we had. I went under depression again. While he got over in two days.

A week after, I heard that he found a new crush. He bragged about how cute she is and for me, it felt like a knife stabbing into my heart. It’s that painful. I kept my tear in, trying not to worry my friends. I regret everything and I’m afraid to ever fall for anyone again....I’m scared....because he left me, I don’t want to get hurt again.... I’m scared now. Scared of love....scared of ever falling in love again....
Tags: Heartbroken, Sorrow, Scared, Love Hurts]]>
Sat, 02 Dec 2017 06:40:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/5LbJ14KRWz0/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3380 I tried to cut it off because I was a girl who doesn’t like to be involved with love. But the harder I tried, the more I got attached to him. I started to find him very attractive.

After the weekend, I asked him do you like me? He replied with a yes. He aske me back and I said I do really like you. After that we became official. We went on a few dates. But the third week of our relationship, depressions and stress starts to build up on me. I still talked to him because I cared about him. Even a good morning or a good night is what I usually to make sure he’s okay. It was starting to go down hill from there.

One night, his girl-friends came to and said; I’m really worried about him and he’s getting sick of how your treating him. The way you only cared about yourself and your depression. You took him for granted and you shouldn’t be doing that because he cares about you and he loved you.

Tommorrow morning, after the day his friends can to me. He decide to text and say he had something to talk about later.i knew that he was going to say that it’s over. I was scared but I was also mentally prepared for it because I knew that it was going to happen anytime soon. Then I told him, you can say it now and get it over with. He told me he want to break up with me. I on the other was about to go off to school and I quickly repkied to him; if you don’t feel comfortable with this relationship or you don’t like it, l am willing to end it for you because you’re not happy with it.whatever makes you happy, I’ll do it for you. We broke up. I went to school, fighting the tears to prevent my dad from asking. When I finally arrived at school, I ran straight into the bathroom and sat down. I sat there speechless because I just lost him. I lost someone I truly loved. My friend came running in and knocked on the door, asking are you okay. I open the door and replied, he left me. He didn’t want me anymore. I lost him and I regret everything. I cried my eyes and I couldn’t focus on school that day. I skipped a few classes because I suddenly broke down in the middle of class because of the memories we had. I went under depression again. While he got over in two days.

A week after, I heard that he found a new crush. He bragged about how cute she is and for me, it felt like a knife stabbing into my heart. It’s that painful. I kept my tear in, trying not to worry my friends. I regret everything and I’m afraid to ever fall for anyone again....I’m scared....because he left me, I don’t want to get hurt again.... I’m scared now. Scared of love....scared of ever falling in love again....
Tags: Heartbroken, Sorrow, Scared, Love Hurts]]>
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Story: Forget me not.... by Sofia Ortega
How will you answer a letter like this? How will you suppose to answer of something you feel that it's not him but its his depression talking.

I met Joe in one of the paid dating app. The dating app was exclusively for Catholic people who wants to meet their love one with same religion. I met him in time that I was not looking for love. Silly saying, but I lift all to God and wait for what he want to give me. I was brokenhearted for many times and been through a lot. All these I keep to myself and few people only knows. since it was a paid app, I need to pay the registration fee before I can send a message and wait 1 week before I read I can read a message from someone who mailed me, all I can only do is to send icons and emoticons to show that I am interested. I see Joe profile and send a smiley the first time I sign up. He looks very silent and he looks very different. I got interested in him. I don't know what is in him why I got interested. After few days he replied me a letter but I cannot read it and have to wait for 1 week before I can open. We go on like that for a month, I am still unsure if I will sign up and pay for the membership or not until one day he send another message saying that ' I can't stop thinking about you, here is my email address.....' OH my gosh, I feel like this is destiny. So I just waited a little more time and then I write him on email. It was a good start. We start communicating through messenger and messaging applications. We are living miles away and he decided to met me in person. We start communicating in November and by February he booked a ticket and met me in person.

I can't contain my feelings while I'm at the airport waiting for him. What if he did not come? What if he doesn't like me? so many what if's and I am so nervous. After few minutes someone call me on my cellphone, its the airport personnel saying that JOe is there, asking him to call me to say he was there. I got more nervous. It feels like theres a lot of butterfly in my stomach. Another call from someone and there he is standing few meters away from me. I was stun. I don't know what I should do , then I have to come to him and say hello. He replied me back with a kiss at my cheek. It was totally overwhelmed and I cannot contain my feelings. My friends came and we break the ice , we tried to be casual since we are always chatting and video calling. He stay at my country for 2 weeks , met my family and friends and we decided to get married at his country. We are very happy and so in-love. I made him happy I know that, we are very happy and its very sad when he is about to live my country. He even said that if he can only put me in his luggage he will do it and make me invisible to bring me to where he will go. It was very sweet. It was a tearful separation for us since we used to be with each other for 2 weeks. I am very blessed knowing him especially after he gave me the prayer book that her mother gave him before he visits me. I almost cried, I remember what I asked with GOd. "Send me the one who is destined to be my forever love. the one that you want me to have, just remind me something if He is the one If he can give me something that will symbolize you oh Lord" this is the exact prayer that I have said with GOd and so I was totally shock when he gave me the prayer book. I love him more after I found out that he is the one that God sent me.


He goes back to his country and back to his daily life. HE is living with his mother since he was young and his mother started to get jealous at me. Joe was very excited to see me everyday, talk to me and he did not realize that he is ignoring his mother most of the time. His mother started to be mad at me and get worst day by day. She tried to look for problems to break our relationship. We are struggling to get her approval. Joe loves his mother very much and he never want to hurt her feelings. She even emotionally blackmailed her son and locked all the devices he is using to communicate with me. We tried to be patient and understand her. We lessen the communication, from Chats and Videocall , we communicate in emails. We do this for months , until Joe used to it. He communicate rarely, from 2 days, to weeks. until totally he never communicate for months. His mother has his tablet and read all our messages. She tried to make a problems for us to break and even tell me that I am not good for her son. I understand her and tried to be patient but then sometimes she is telling me a lot of things which I cannot accept so I have to defend myself. Most of the time I am talking with Joe's mother and not Joe. He stop to communicate. He used to it. He just said that he is very sad. He is in deep depression. He feels that he will die soon. Like that. It was very painful thinking how beautiful our love story at the beginning and what we have now. He never told me what is happening, he keeps it to himself and never want to share a problem with me. He opens facebook and get jealous . He started to think negatively. He seems to be not interested anymore. He said he was sick, until I found out that maybe he has depression. He is very silent and never talked about his problems. It was very hard. I need to be strong for him , for our relationship. I want to save our relationship because I know in my heart that he is the only one I want to be in my life. I still believe that he is the one that GOd has sent me. I'm trying to be strong and pathetically still communicating to him even he is not replying to my message. I don't know what will happen to us. All I want to do right now is to fight for our love and don't accept the break up. He still love me but have to break up with me because he said he can't work it out. This is a very sad story. I really tried to be strong and pretend that everything is okay but still when I am alone I started to be lonely and think negatively. But I have to do it.
Tags: Depression, Love Hurts, Love Stories]]>
Fri, 01 Dec 2017 06:35:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/N07uFhd2NTQ/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3379
How will you answer a letter like this? How will you suppose to answer of something you feel that it's not him but its his depression talking.

I met Joe in one of the paid dating app. The dating app was exclusively for Catholic people who wants to meet their love one with same religion. I met him in time that I was not looking for love. Silly saying, but I lift all to God and wait for what he want to give me. I was brokenhearted for many times and been through a lot. All these I keep to myself and few people only knows. since it was a paid app, I need to pay the registration fee before I can send a message and wait 1 week before I read I can read a message from someone who mailed me, all I can only do is to send icons and emoticons to show that I am interested. I see Joe profile and send a smiley the first time I sign up. He looks very silent and he looks very different. I got interested in him. I don't know what is in him why I got interested. After few days he replied me a letter but I cannot read it and have to wait for 1 week before I can open. We go on like that for a month, I am still unsure if I will sign up and pay for the membership or not until one day he send another message saying that ' I can't stop thinking about you, here is my email address.....' OH my gosh, I feel like this is destiny. So I just waited a little more time and then I write him on email. It was a good start. We start communicating through messenger and messaging applications. We are living miles away and he decided to met me in person. We start communicating in November and by February he booked a ticket and met me in person.

I can't contain my feelings while I'm at the airport waiting for him. What if he did not come? What if he doesn't like me? so many what if's and I am so nervous. After few minutes someone call me on my cellphone, its the airport personnel saying that JOe is there, asking him to call me to say he was there. I got more nervous. It feels like theres a lot of butterfly in my stomach. Another call from someone and there he is standing few meters away from me. I was stun. I don't know what I should do , then I have to come to him and say hello. He replied me back with a kiss at my cheek. It was totally overwhelmed and I cannot contain my feelings. My friends came and we break the ice , we tried to be casual since we are always chatting and video calling. He stay at my country for 2 weeks , met my family and friends and we decided to get married at his country. We are very happy and so in-love. I made him happy I know that, we are very happy and its very sad when he is about to live my country. He even said that if he can only put me in his luggage he will do it and make me invisible to bring me to where he will go. It was very sweet. It was a tearful separation for us since we used to be with each other for 2 weeks. I am very blessed knowing him especially after he gave me the prayer book that her mother gave him before he visits me. I almost cried, I remember what I asked with GOd. "Send me the one who is destined to be my forever love. the one that you want me to have, just remind me something if He is the one If he can give me something that will symbolize you oh Lord" this is the exact prayer that I have said with GOd and so I was totally shock when he gave me the prayer book. I love him more after I found out that he is the one that God sent me.


He goes back to his country and back to his daily life. HE is living with his mother since he was young and his mother started to get jealous at me. Joe was very excited to see me everyday, talk to me and he did not realize that he is ignoring his mother most of the time. His mother started to be mad at me and get worst day by day. She tried to look for problems to break our relationship. We are struggling to get her approval. Joe loves his mother very much and he never want to hurt her feelings. She even emotionally blackmailed her son and locked all the devices he is using to communicate with me. We tried to be patient and understand her. We lessen the communication, from Chats and Videocall , we communicate in emails. We do this for months , until Joe used to it. He communicate rarely, from 2 days, to weeks. until totally he never communicate for months. His mother has his tablet and read all our messages. She tried to make a problems for us to break and even tell me that I am not good for her son. I understand her and tried to be patient but then sometimes she is telling me a lot of things which I cannot accept so I have to defend myself. Most of the time I am talking with Joe's mother and not Joe. He stop to communicate. He used to it. He just said that he is very sad. He is in deep depression. He feels that he will die soon. Like that. It was very painful thinking how beautiful our love story at the beginning and what we have now. He never told me what is happening, he keeps it to himself and never want to share a problem with me. He opens facebook and get jealous . He started to think negatively. He seems to be not interested anymore. He said he was sick, until I found out that maybe he has depression. He is very silent and never talked about his problems. It was very hard. I need to be strong for him , for our relationship. I want to save our relationship because I know in my heart that he is the only one I want to be in my life. I still believe that he is the one that GOd has sent me. I'm trying to be strong and pathetically still communicating to him even he is not replying to my message. I don't know what will happen to us. All I want to do right now is to fight for our love and don't accept the break up. He still love me but have to break up with me because he said he can't work it out. This is a very sad story. I really tried to be strong and pretend that everything is okay but still when I am alone I started to be lonely and think negatively. But I have to do it.
Tags: Depression, Love Hurts, Love Stories]]>
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Story: I screwed up by Ethan
It was a great eight months he treated me amazing, and I treated him horribly, cheating, lying, and being a douche. Finally we break it off after eight months. I did this, I did this to myself we exchanged emails for a long time and now here I am November 1st, 2017 single, and alone..I screwed everything up with the man of my dreams all because of a horrible decision that I made, and lied about. It wasn't worth it because i crave for his attention know yet, I still always screw it up when he asks me to hangout and I always say no, I don't know why, I don't know if I am scared or nervous or what. But I wish that I could fix it, and it is never going to happen, so here I am a year later with suicidal thoughts, a broken heart, and memories that I'll never be able to lose, thinking about someone I will never be able to make memories with again...

Moral to the story, don't ever do anything wrong with someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with, it isn't worth it, nor will it ever be. I miss him everyday and I won't ever be able to get him back again because of my stupid mistakes that I regret every single damn day...
Tags: Breakup, Suicide, Sadness]]>
Thu, 30 Nov 2017 06:30:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/EUJhPf3Q0yk/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3378
It was a great eight months he treated me amazing, and I treated him horribly, cheating, lying, and being a douche. Finally we break it off after eight months. I did this, I did this to myself we exchanged emails for a long time and now here I am November 1st, 2017 single, and alone..I screwed everything up with the man of my dreams all because of a horrible decision that I made, and lied about. It wasn't worth it because i crave for his attention know yet, I still always screw it up when he asks me to hangout and I always say no, I don't know why, I don't know if I am scared or nervous or what. But I wish that I could fix it, and it is never going to happen, so here I am a year later with suicidal thoughts, a broken heart, and memories that I'll never be able to lose, thinking about someone I will never be able to make memories with again...

Moral to the story, don't ever do anything wrong with someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with, it isn't worth it, nor will it ever be. I miss him everyday and I won't ever be able to get him back again because of my stupid mistakes that I regret every single damn day...
Tags: Breakup, Suicide, Sadness]]>
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Poem: I love you & Goodbye by samantha stewart Never in my wildest dream that I've fallen,
To a boy who wasn't my prince charming
Nor to someone who is my friend.

It must been your sweetness that melt my heart
Or your gentle smile could be the start.
Whatever the reason for me to feel this way
One thing I know, this strange feeling grows stronger everyday

All this time I've been praying
For you to see and look at me as a lady
Every now and then I woke up dreaming
That I can be your girl, not just a friend

Then reality broke me into pieces
It wounded me bad as it came to my senses.
That you belong to someone else
And I'm left alone with all this heartaches

A few might have a clue
But nobody knows the pain I've been thru
They can't guess the sleepless nights
Nor count the tears I've cried.

My friends see me smiling and laughing
Yet deep inside there's no place for denying.
I know I have to surrender and let go
At least to cease and ease the misery

Still I'd be happy,
cause happiness means seeing you being one.
And let me say this for once, I Love you,
But I love you more, so Goodbye.....
Tags: Sadness, Love, Heartbreak, Broken, Goodbye]]>
Wed, 29 Nov 2017 10:35:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/Lx2A9CmB8VE/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3850 Never in my wildest dream that I've fallen,
To a boy who wasn't my prince charming
Nor to someone who is my friend.

It must been your sweetness that melt my heart
Or your gentle smile could be the start.
Whatever the reason for me to feel this way
One thing I know, this strange feeling grows stronger everyday

All this time I've been praying
For you to see and look at me as a lady
Every now and then I woke up dreaming
That I can be your girl, not just a friend

Then reality broke me into pieces
It wounded me bad as it came to my senses.
That you belong to someone else
And I'm left alone with all this heartaches

A few might have a clue
But nobody knows the pain I've been thru
They can't guess the sleepless nights
Nor count the tears I've cried.

My friends see me smiling and laughing
Yet deep inside there's no place for denying.
I know I have to surrender and let go
At least to cease and ease the misery

Still I'd be happy,
cause happiness means seeing you being one.
And let me say this for once, I Love you,
But I love you more, so Goodbye.....
Tags: Sadness, Love, Heartbreak, Broken, Goodbye]]>
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Story: Lost In Thoughts by Dre
As the days went on I started falling in love with her more and more, it as unrealistic, but the thing that keeps destroying me is... she likes the person who used to be my BEST MATE, we stopped talking in year 8 no reason why, just did, anyways she cares about him so much and I see why, the way she looks at him, the way she talks about him, but he broke her heart which gets to me a lot.

I really want to say something but I'm too scared to, it'll be weird for us then.

It kills my heart to know how much she loves him, but I'm cool with it because I see her beautiful cute smile everytime.

Even when she looks at him I'm looking right at her, everything about her is just stunning, especially when we Snapchat each other I can just see her and her eyes, the best things ever.

I want to say something but I can't itll just go wrong.

But my old mate, how could he have done that to her, she's one of the best people I know, personality is on point, I'm in a position where I think I should leave it, because I look at myself everyday in the mirror, and think to myself:
"She never looks at you, look at you you're ugly, she wouldn't dare date you"

I cry myself to sleep every night knowing my love for her is going no where, it won't move an inch.

If I had one day to date her, just one, that one day from me... she'll be treated like my F****** queen, she's just the best thing I've got in my life, everyday we talk it feels I'm getting more and more feelings for her.

Position I'm in... crazy, I know, but I can't keep seeing her hurt from that F****** prick, it annoys me so much, but I can't do anything to him... or I'll be the one...who hurt her.

I don't want be the one in the wrong, now I'm just thinking suicidal to end it all.
Tags: Depression, Sad, Feelings, Suicidal, Suffering, True Story]]>
Wed, 29 Nov 2017 06:25:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/UL2N--Cxf7o/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3377
As the days went on I started falling in love with her more and more, it as unrealistic, but the thing that keeps destroying me is... she likes the person who used to be my BEST MATE, we stopped talking in year 8 no reason why, just did, anyways she cares about him so much and I see why, the way she looks at him, the way she talks about him, but he broke her heart which gets to me a lot.

I really want to say something but I'm too scared to, it'll be weird for us then.

It kills my heart to know how much she loves him, but I'm cool with it because I see her beautiful cute smile everytime.

Even when she looks at him I'm looking right at her, everything about her is just stunning, especially when we Snapchat each other I can just see her and her eyes, the best things ever.

I want to say something but I can't itll just go wrong.

But my old mate, how could he have done that to her, she's one of the best people I know, personality is on point, I'm in a position where I think I should leave it, because I look at myself everyday in the mirror, and think to myself:
"She never looks at you, look at you you're ugly, she wouldn't dare date you"

I cry myself to sleep every night knowing my love for her is going no where, it won't move an inch.

If I had one day to date her, just one, that one day from me... she'll be treated like my F****** queen, she's just the best thing I've got in my life, everyday we talk it feels I'm getting more and more feelings for her.

Position I'm in... crazy, I know, but I can't keep seeing her hurt from that F****** prick, it annoys me so much, but I can't do anything to him... or I'll be the one...who hurt her.

I don't want be the one in the wrong, now I'm just thinking suicidal to end it all.
Tags: Depression, Sad, Feelings, Suicidal, Suffering, True Story]]>
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Poem: Maybe you were the Wind... by Aline I should've known better
How could I have been so dumb?
Now I'm crying on your sweater.

You said I meant something
And I fooled myself into believing I did
But I was just a plaything
And I got outbid

I just wanna know,
Was I plainly practice to you?
The secrets we shared, did they disappear like the snow?
How come when the wind blew,
You flew away too?
Tags: Left, Relationship, Lost]]>
Tue, 28 Nov 2017 10:30:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/2HHNlZHTg-Q/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3847 I should've known better
How could I have been so dumb?
Now I'm crying on your sweater.

You said I meant something
And I fooled myself into believing I did
But I was just a plaything
And I got outbid

I just wanna know,
Was I plainly practice to you?
The secrets we shared, did they disappear like the snow?
How come when the wind blew,
You flew away too?
Tags: Left, Relationship, Lost]]>
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Story: MyBoogieBear(found and lost forever) by Bourne
The night we spent together was way more than just a one night stand as I couldn't let him off my arms and neither could he, and we ended up kissing and cuddling the entire night. His opinion about cuddling was that it is something more intimate than sex and that I realized later that it's true. Usually in my casual encounters, I never stay long with the other person after sex, I go away just after sometime but then with him I ended up staying the whole night and loved every second of it. And in the morning as I was getting ready to go back there was a moment when he held me from behind very gently and kissed at the back of my shoulder while looking at my face in the mirror smiling, it gave me goosebumps and I knew I had to meet him more than that. Just after out first meeting, I had to go back to my hometown for 2 weeks, and we were upset about it. As I informed him that this would only give us 7 days to meet when I come back, he said, "I will wait for you and not look for anyone else, out of so many people, I've selected you!" and I just laughed shyly.

The two weeks I was away from him felt like 2 years as I struggled to cut the time desperate to go back, we were constantly texting each other on the phone getting to know more about us, sharing our whereabouts and schedule and also showing much care. It was already like we were in a relationship without any proposals, such was the care and trust he showed.

2 weeks later, time to come back and I was jumping off my seat during the entire travel, very restless. After having traveled an entire night, finally when I reached the back in the morning, I had no intention of resting or falling asleep. I just wanted to go to his hotel room and be in his arms ASAP. By evening, I finally found myself in his arms, and it was the longest hug I've probably ever had. We kissed, we made love and we cuddled again the entire night, inside each other's arms. He became aware that I am very sensitive on some parts and I feel ticklish, so he would tickle me from time to time, making me burst with laughter and I would shout STOP!! and then I would also try to tickle him but failing every time. That's when I named him 'My Boogie Bear'. And from then on, whenever he tickled me, I laughed and called him 'My Boogie Bear'. The first time when we were at shower together, he started cleaning me and bathing me from top to toe like I was a baby. He literally bent down and cleaned my feet and I was in loss of words. There were moments of romance, passion, laughter, love and aww between us. We wouldn't be tired of being in each other's arms and I told him that I can't have enough of you babe and he gave me a wonderful kiss back. For the rest of the days, we spend as much time as we possibly could together. I would be in his hotel room as soon as he came back from work. We travelled together, saw romantic movies while we literally hugging and laying down on the couch for hours. Went for dining and also shared a lot of thoughts upon various topics. I realized that he was a very sophisticated and sensible man and his thoughts would often match with mine which brought me closer to him and even before I could realize I was in love with this guy instead of what I thought it would be just a casual encounter.

As his departure date came closer, the fear of losing him forever got into me and one day I asked him if he would come back for me, He replied "if given a chance yes". I bombarded him with questions of coming back and making it possible for us to meet again but his replies were casual like if fate favored yes, maybe otherwise I don't know, not directly but skillfully sugarcoating his words so as to not be rude. I almost forgot that he was in a relationship already, I didn't show any immediate reaction but I knew it would take a toll on me later. On his last day of travel, I was supposed to go to work, but I took an off to spend more time with him and I also gifted him a t-shirt which he wore and looked very cute on. We kissed and hugged for hours and hours that last night, and in the morning I was already sad, I tried to hide my emotions and bid him farewell and safe travels. As I went away back to my apartment, I felt as if something inside my chest is trying to rip me apart. I tried to remain strong and not cry and I said it to myself, its not the first time you've dated and been apart from someone, relax! but the overwhelming feeling of sadness was not done yet. I thought making myself busy would help so I tried to do a lot of work as soon as I came back but his face and the moments we've spent together kept playing in front of my eyes like a flashback. And then I had to sleep, I somehow managed to go to sleep but just after an hour or so my hands were literally moving by the bed trying to find My boogie bear beside me. I forgot for a moment about his departure and thought he'd be by my bedside as he had been for the last 7 nights. But unable to find, I opened my eyes and came back to my senses and realized that he's gone forever, very very far. In an instant, I broke into tears and tears of loss and saudade flooded my face. My pillow completely drenched and even after an hour, I still couldn't stop myself from crying. The tough man that I thought I'd become who would never cry was unable to stop crying. I was crying so loud, I feared the neighbors would come listening to it. So I had to bury my face in the pillow and cry.

I don't know if he was as much in love with me as was I or he was just doing a good job trying to hide his emotions, but he never conveyed me that he was sad that we've parted, but I think it's obvious that he would've been sad as well. When I texted him about how sad I am that we've parted, he texted back "Make better boundaries next time so you could enjoy and not be saddened by something nice of short term" and I don't blame him if he's become so mature or shall I say manipulative of his feelings to not be saddened instead, I'm happy that he doesn't have to suffer as I'm doing for I loved him so much, I would go through his part of the pain as well happily but would not want him to suffer. It's been some time now and here I am still not able to recover from his thoughts, not able to focus on anything, and the very image of him tickling me and me shouting stop my boogie bear haunts me every time I go to bed, makes me wanna cry and succumb to darkness.
Tags: Love, Missing, Cuddle, Sad Love Story, Apart, Distance, Lost Love, Bear]]>
Tue, 28 Nov 2017 06:20:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ISix9eBVKY0/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3376
The night we spent together was way more than just a one night stand as I couldn't let him off my arms and neither could he, and we ended up kissing and cuddling the entire night. His opinion about cuddling was that it is something more intimate than sex and that I realized later that it's true. Usually in my casual encounters, I never stay long with the other person after sex, I go away just after sometime but then with him I ended up staying the whole night and loved every second of it. And in the morning as I was getting ready to go back there was a moment when he held me from behind very gently and kissed at the back of my shoulder while looking at my face in the mirror smiling, it gave me goosebumps and I knew I had to meet him more than that. Just after out first meeting, I had to go back to my hometown for 2 weeks, and we were upset about it. As I informed him that this would only give us 7 days to meet when I come back, he said, "I will wait for you and not look for anyone else, out of so many people, I've selected you!" and I just laughed shyly.

The two weeks I was away from him felt like 2 years as I struggled to cut the time desperate to go back, we were constantly texting each other on the phone getting to know more about us, sharing our whereabouts and schedule and also showing much care. It was already like we were in a relationship without any proposals, such was the care and trust he showed.

2 weeks later, time to come back and I was jumping off my seat during the entire travel, very restless. After having traveled an entire night, finally when I reached the back in the morning, I had no intention of resting or falling asleep. I just wanted to go to his hotel room and be in his arms ASAP. By evening, I finally found myself in his arms, and it was the longest hug I've probably ever had. We kissed, we made love and we cuddled again the entire night, inside each other's arms. He became aware that I am very sensitive on some parts and I feel ticklish, so he would tickle me from time to time, making me burst with laughter and I would shout STOP!! and then I would also try to tickle him but failing every time. That's when I named him 'My Boogie Bear'. And from then on, whenever he tickled me, I laughed and called him 'My Boogie Bear'. The first time when we were at shower together, he started cleaning me and bathing me from top to toe like I was a baby. He literally bent down and cleaned my feet and I was in loss of words. There were moments of romance, passion, laughter, love and aww between us. We wouldn't be tired of being in each other's arms and I told him that I can't have enough of you babe and he gave me a wonderful kiss back. For the rest of the days, we spend as much time as we possibly could together. I would be in his hotel room as soon as he came back from work. We travelled together, saw romantic movies while we literally hugging and laying down on the couch for hours. Went for dining and also shared a lot of thoughts upon various topics. I realized that he was a very sophisticated and sensible man and his thoughts would often match with mine which brought me closer to him and even before I could realize I was in love with this guy instead of what I thought it would be just a casual encounter.

As his departure date came closer, the fear of losing him forever got into me and one day I asked him if he would come back for me, He replied "if given a chance yes". I bombarded him with questions of coming back and making it possible for us to meet again but his replies were casual like if fate favored yes, maybe otherwise I don't know, not directly but skillfully sugarcoating his words so as to not be rude. I almost forgot that he was in a relationship already, I didn't show any immediate reaction but I knew it would take a toll on me later. On his last day of travel, I was supposed to go to work, but I took an off to spend more time with him and I also gifted him a t-shirt which he wore and looked very cute on. We kissed and hugged for hours and hours that last night, and in the morning I was already sad, I tried to hide my emotions and bid him farewell and safe travels. As I went away back to my apartment, I felt as if something inside my chest is trying to rip me apart. I tried to remain strong and not cry and I said it to myself, its not the first time you've dated and been apart from someone, relax! but the overwhelming feeling of sadness was not done yet. I thought making myself busy would help so I tried to do a lot of work as soon as I came back but his face and the moments we've spent together kept playing in front of my eyes like a flashback. And then I had to sleep, I somehow managed to go to sleep but just after an hour or so my hands were literally moving by the bed trying to find My boogie bear beside me. I forgot for a moment about his departure and thought he'd be by my bedside as he had been for the last 7 nights. But unable to find, I opened my eyes and came back to my senses and realized that he's gone forever, very very far. In an instant, I broke into tears and tears of loss and saudade flooded my face. My pillow completely drenched and even after an hour, I still couldn't stop myself from crying. The tough man that I thought I'd become who would never cry was unable to stop crying. I was crying so loud, I feared the neighbors would come listening to it. So I had to bury my face in the pillow and cry.

I don't know if he was as much in love with me as was I or he was just doing a good job trying to hide his emotions, but he never conveyed me that he was sad that we've parted, but I think it's obvious that he would've been sad as well. When I texted him about how sad I am that we've parted, he texted back "Make better boundaries next time so you could enjoy and not be saddened by something nice of short term" and I don't blame him if he's become so mature or shall I say manipulative of his feelings to not be saddened instead, I'm happy that he doesn't have to suffer as I'm doing for I loved him so much, I would go through his part of the pain as well happily but would not want him to suffer. It's been some time now and here I am still not able to recover from his thoughts, not able to focus on anything, and the very image of him tickling me and me shouting stop my boogie bear haunts me every time I go to bed, makes me wanna cry and succumb to darkness.
Tags: Love, Missing, Cuddle, Sad Love Story, Apart, Distance, Lost Love, Bear]]>
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Poem: Love is pain, Pain is love by Leslie
My life is no longer my own
Controlled by forces out of my control
Why did he hurt me, why did he cheat.
I break down and cry...
So many tears...so many tears.

I yell why me, why again, please tell me
All I hear is silence and the lightly blowing wind.

I dream of a place high and far away
A place where peace lives
Where hurt cannot touch me.

Tired of this life..death I embrace...

Weak you think me
Strong you think of you
You speak as though you have lived my tribulations..
And experienced what I've been through.
I am not weak, I am stronger then you.

I embrace the darkness
Hunger for the feel of deaths kiss
Knowing peace will soon be mine atlast.
You on the other hand, cry and mourn in self pity and fear
When your death is advancing near, soon to come to pass.

My only fear the only one... can God forgive me..can He understand,
I do not wish to disobey him and commit mortal sin
I hope He can understand this pain this sadness of this life
It's just to much for me to live.

Years of pain, millions of tears
One weight to many on my shoulders to bear
I am ready to pass over to whatever place lies beyond

Darkness envelopes me, my body still and so very cold
From above I see myself, I smile
I say rest is now mine, pain is no more... love is no more
Tags: Sadness]]>
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My life is no longer my own
Controlled by forces out of my control
Why did he hurt me, why did he cheat.
I break down and cry...
So many tears...so many tears.

I yell why me, why again, please tell me
All I hear is silence and the lightly blowing wind.

I dream of a place high and far away
A place where peace lives
Where hurt cannot touch me.

Tired of this life..death I embrace...

Weak you think me
Strong you think of you
You speak as though you have lived my tribulations..
And experienced what I've been through.
I am not weak, I am stronger then you.

I embrace the darkness
Hunger for the feel of deaths kiss
Knowing peace will soon be mine atlast.
You on the other hand, cry and mourn in self pity and fear
When your death is advancing near, soon to come to pass.

My only fear the only one... can God forgive me..can He understand,
I do not wish to disobey him and commit mortal sin
I hope He can understand this pain this sadness of this life
It's just to much for me to live.

Years of pain, millions of tears
One weight to many on my shoulders to bear
I am ready to pass over to whatever place lies beyond

Darkness envelopes me, my body still and so very cold
From above I see myself, I smile
I say rest is now mine, pain is no more... love is no more
Tags: Sadness]]>
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Poem: Why by Leslie The pain and the hurt
He has caused me.

The harsh words
I hear nearly daily
The harsh words
I sleep with every night

Something wrong in my head he says,
I am told I have issues with trust
It may have been many months ago..
To me it feels like yesterday...

I feel the knife in my heart
From what he says is nothing
But she was something...
Still a part of our lives

I thought I could get over it
Deal with that pain and mistrust that he made.
But I was fooling myself. .
Forgive I can, forget I just can't

The laughter they share,
The little things he does for her
They shouldn't bother me
But they do, the wound still open.

Am I wrong to lash out
To be angry..
To not admit the reason why
It is the pain I feel from them,
For my trust they broke

Why can't he see
Just how much
He is killing me.

I think he knows,
Deep down inside
But does he care
To make things right

Many nights I cry myself to sleep
He has no Idea,
It is a secret I keep
I wont ask for his help
Nor understanding
To do so would be a mistake,
And turn into a mental beating

Why must it always be,
Him attacking me
Mostly with words so hateful and bitter
The kind that one would utter to a enemy not a lover

So I am a enemy in this life we have built
I guess I am to blame
He tells me so everyday
So either I am, or maybe I'm actually insane

Why can't he see
Just how much his words...
Just how much his actions...
Just how much his hatred
Just how much it is killing me
Tags: Pain]]>
Sat, 18 Nov 2017 09:35:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/IkZDpE4L7ro/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3844 The pain and the hurt
He has caused me.

The harsh words
I hear nearly daily
The harsh words
I sleep with every night

Something wrong in my head he says,
I am told I have issues with trust
It may have been many months ago..
To me it feels like yesterday...

I feel the knife in my heart
From what he says is nothing
But she was something...
Still a part of our lives

I thought I could get over it
Deal with that pain and mistrust that he made.
But I was fooling myself. .
Forgive I can, forget I just can't

The laughter they share,
The little things he does for her
They shouldn't bother me
But they do, the wound still open.

Am I wrong to lash out
To be angry..
To not admit the reason why
It is the pain I feel from them,
For my trust they broke

Why can't he see
Just how much
He is killing me.

I think he knows,
Deep down inside
But does he care
To make things right

Many nights I cry myself to sleep
He has no Idea,
It is a secret I keep
I wont ask for his help
Nor understanding
To do so would be a mistake,
And turn into a mental beating

Why must it always be,
Him attacking me
Mostly with words so hateful and bitter
The kind that one would utter to a enemy not a lover

So I am a enemy in this life we have built
I guess I am to blame
He tells me so everyday
So either I am, or maybe I'm actually insane

Why can't he see
Just how much his words...
Just how much his actions...
Just how much his hatred
Just how much it is killing me
Tags: Pain]]>
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Poem: I loathe by Leslie Petrified to have them open
Pain is never forgotten
Nightmares of visions I wish to forget

I sit day after day
Reliving it over and over
I reach for alcohol..to much alcohol...
Thinking I want to survive....

Wishing I was stronger
Able to overcome it
I'm a fool, I'm weak
Life full of despair

How could he do what he did
Sexual contact with her
Offering my body to him
I can't forget...I can't cope

This is not the first time
I've been a victim...
Victim suffering pain
Emotionally...physically...mentally

I just drank down number seven...
I'm aware of all those pills in my purse
They call to me
With promises of no pain anymore

I hear it is painless
I pick them up...
Pour them into my hand
Toying with them...thinking

I wish to live the life
The life after this one
One free of pain
One full of love

I sit with my bottle
Pills in my hands
Tags: Pain]]>
Fri, 17 Nov 2017 09:30:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/Ae86hHFiJsg/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3843 Petrified to have them open
Pain is never forgotten
Nightmares of visions I wish to forget

I sit day after day
Reliving it over and over
I reach for alcohol..to much alcohol...
Thinking I want to survive....

Wishing I was stronger
Able to overcome it
I'm a fool, I'm weak
Life full of despair

How could he do what he did
Sexual contact with her
Offering my body to him
I can't forget...I can't cope

This is not the first time
I've been a victim...
Victim suffering pain
Emotionally...physically...mentally

I just drank down number seven...
I'm aware of all those pills in my purse
They call to me
With promises of no pain anymore

I hear it is painless
I pick them up...
Pour them into my hand
Toying with them...thinking

I wish to live the life
The life after this one
One free of pain
One full of love

I sit with my bottle
Pills in my hands
Tags: Pain]]>
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Poem: It’s My Time by Ian Yahnke Just lost in my head

Staring at these walls
And wishing I was dead

I feel so stressed
And I feel so depressed

I wish I could remember
When I last got some rest

I don't know how I got this way
I hate this fucking life today

Every time I see your name
I wish you would've fucking stayed

I disappoint the ones who care
Think about them, and gasp for air

I don't deserve all of this love
There are no angels up above

Only demons, who live inside
I wish I would have fucking died

These thoughts I hide
They kill my pride

There's no one left
Who I can confide

Now I'm feeling numb
My time has come

I'll down these pills
Then I'll down this rum
Tags: Sad, Sad Poems, Depression, Suicide, Alone]]>
Thu, 16 Nov 2017 09:25:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/6o_AYk_n9Yk/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3842 Just lost in my head

Staring at these walls
And wishing I was dead

I feel so stressed
And I feel so depressed

I wish I could remember
When I last got some rest

I don't know how I got this way
I hate this fucking life today

Every time I see your name
I wish you would've fucking stayed

I disappoint the ones who care
Think about them, and gasp for air

I don't deserve all of this love
There are no angels up above

Only demons, who live inside
I wish I would have fucking died

These thoughts I hide
They kill my pride

There's no one left
Who I can confide

Now I'm feeling numb
My time has come

I'll down these pills
Then I'll down this rum
Tags: Sad, Sad Poems, Depression, Suicide, Alone]]>
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Story: Broken heart within my complicated life by MC D.
I was born and grow up in the Philippines. I belonged to a big happy family. My mom is a teacher and my dad is an automotive mechanics. I have 8 biological siblings and 2 legally adopted. A family of twelve that lives together under the same roof, which is fun, every day feels like a party. I'm the ignore middle child or the eldest of the second batch it's because the gap between me and my eldest sister are 7 years. When I was in grades school every weekend and summer we're all out working on the farm and no one is exempted. Planting mangoes, coconuts, and bananas. In school, I always got teased by my classmates and schoolmates because I look different from my siblings they always called me "ANAK SA LIKI NG KAwAYAN" meaning, I came from nowhere. But I don't mind them because I'm lucky enough to look exactly like my grandma. As years go by, my eldest siblings went to college and graduate. They get a job and some of them already have a family of their own. Few years after, it's my turn to go to college and I went to a Catholic school and get my degree in BSED Math in 2006 with honors and get my first paid job as a high school Math teacher in my hometown at the age of 19. Since we're very family oriented, the whole family still managed to go to church together every Sunday and have lunch together and it's also a part of a tradition that the family needs to be together during holidays and special occasions. I grew up from the family with high dignity and respect from the society and of course, I am very proud to be a part of the said family. In fact, I become a grandma's little girl and a mama's big girl. Which makes some of my siblings jealous of me because I always get the attention from the two most important lady of the household. Christmas Eve 2010, while we're all very busy with preparing foods and wrapping gifts for the midnight Christmas Eve dinner. We have an unexpected guest shows up at our door. All the sudden, I felt so strange because my mom acted weird she even dropped the pitcher with full of ice and water and my dad started to raise his voice and my oldest sibling runs to their bedroom fast as they can. By the way, those unexpected guest that I mentioned is my mom's younger sister who is out of range for over 24 years, no call, no call show within those years. They don't even get a chance to contact her when my best grandma passed away. By then, I noticed that somethings not right with those encounters, I just can't tell what. Until my mom's sister asking questions that who among of us who was born on the first day of October. Without a single thought, I claimed that it was me, I even told them that I have the same birthday as my grandma and then she hugs me too tight and cries like a big baby. Then her husband told me that I am his daughter and she's my biological mom which shocks my entire beings. I can't explain what I feel, I don't know what to think. I slowly sat back and I squeezed the bottle of pop/soda hard as I can without noticing that I broke the bottle in my hand and I didn't any pain from my hand. I run-away and I ended up spending Christmas eve into the woods because I passed out and my dog found me there Christmas day early in the morning. I really can't believe it because my parents never treat me differently from my other siblings. I felt so terrible, I was ashamed of my self because for over 24 years I was living a simple life with full of love, laughs and happiness but one day I realized that those lives that I live with were a lie, it hurts me so bad, it made me feel worthless. I demand with a DNA test but sad to say that the DNA result is positive. Which makes me feel more devastated because the family that I always claimed mind and very proud to be a part of it, was not really mine. And I was bombarded with uninvited questions from most of the people surrounds me which doesn't help at all. The roller coaster ride of my life begun. Since, I made a bargain with my biological parents, if ever the DNA result would turn out positive, I have moved and live with them. By the way, my biological dad is American and he's an Iraq war veterans and biological mom is a nurse and she volunteered at WHO and she was assigned in Iraq they meet each other in Iraq. When my mom gets pregnant she tries to flush me down the toilet (abortion) but she never succeeds, maybe I am that tough. She went to the Philippines couple months before her due date and take off the day after I was born and I was left behind useless. Good thing my mom which is really my aunt has a big heart who kept me loves me and race as her own. To make the story short, since I made a deal for the DNA test, I have to live with it. I was still 24 when I moved here in the United States, to live with my biological parents. My life never gets easy when I got here in the USA because I found out that the reason why my parents decided to come and get me was my grandmother. It's my grandmother's idea to get me here (my dad's mom) because she didn't want to die without seeing her granddaughter. I was taking care of my grandma until she passed away and I went back to school fall 2012 and until now I'm still in school. Hopefully, I'm going graduate for my BSN in December 2017. My adopted mom died January 2016, and my biological died Agust 2016 and my adopted dad just died couple days ago. Lot's of crying here.

About my love story, I was 14 years old when I first dated and the man I date with was 18 years old. He's the sweetest, kindest, loveable, caring, understanding and respectful man I ever know in my life and most of all I know that he loves me more than anything. But sad to say our relationship only lasted for 5 months because he had a serious heart condition that causes his death. His death turned my world into total darkness and takes me longer to get over it.

Then 3 years after, I give myself a second chance, I dated again and that relationship turned out into a serious and more matured relationship. Since I am a bit conservative he agrees with me that we're not going to have sex until we get married but hugs and kisses, Of course, we did and I love being kissed with the man I love. We have been through a lot of ups and downs but we managed to get through all of it. After 7 years of in relationships with him, he proposed for marriage during my 23rd birthday and of course, I said YES. Well, we started to get busy with preparing for the wedding and we both agree that we're going to get married during my 24rth birthday isn't wonderful to hear that I'm going say that "Today I was Born to Marry my Best Friend?". Since he's a nautical engineer "known as Seaman" he needs to get back to work then he will be home two months before the wedding day. His family and I together with my family were busy with the preparations. I designed my own wedding gown, all the invitations are printed we just need to mail them, the receptions were paid and the wedding giveaways was half-way done. Last week of May 2009 the cargo ship that my fiancee was working is going to dock in Langkawi Malaysia for maintenance. We decided to meet there, the original plan I would be there for the entire week which is fine with me. Even though we are engaged we still respect each others' privacy. I made facebook account because of him and he also did the same. We made our FB account together. I know his password and he knows my password as well. I know that he's been checking my FB account once in a while which is fine with me and I never open his FB. One day, I felt something different and become very curious, so I decided to login into his FB account a week before I'm going to fly to Langkawi to meet him and he didn't change his password to I manage to login. Yes, I read all the conversations with the people he talked on FB, including the lady that once I so-called my best friend and their conversations did not make me happy. So, I go with a plan B, I told my fiancee that I couldn't make it there on time because of my work. It surprised me that he doesn't ask me what kind of work-related that causes my 3 days delayed of coming to Langkawi and meet him. By the way, my so-called best friend she's working in one of the resorts in Langkawi. But the truth was I went there on time and Yes, I caught my fiancee and so-called best friend on the act cheated on me. I was so mad and it makes me felt terrible. I went back home sobbing and felt sorry for myself. He even asks me a favor not to tell his family about what was happen and I granted his request. The sad news was my so-called best friend a month after those incidents claim that she was pregnant and my fiancee is the father. So, I have to make a decision for the sake of the innocent child and I also thought that there is a big possibility that he's going to cheat on me over and over again. Last week of July 2009, my fiancee was home and we had a family dinner with his family and my family. On that day, I decided to take the courage to speak out and back off the wedding 7 weeks before the day that I supposed to say that "TODAY I WAS BORN TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND" but it never happens because he screwed up. It's not easy for me to make those decisions but I believe I did the right thing. It takes me forever to get over it and the scars would remain forever.

I never dated for a long time after I broke up with my fiancee. I moved here USA Summer 2011 and as I said above I went back to school after my grandma passed away and I also get a job in the hospital. My daily routine is more likely the same, home, school, work and home. I enjoy doing language exchange and cultures sharing. I joined online sites that I can connect with other people from the other side of the world. I was on that site for over 8 years now but two years ago, I got to connect someone from Canada that really gets my attention. He's very submissive and persistent. I always told him to go away but he never did. In fact, he texted me and sent me an email every 5 minutes throughout the day. At first, I didn't pay attention to it but weeks and months go by, I begin to like him and missed his messages if he missed texting me or sending me an email. I become to like him, sending him text messages and emails hundred times a day but he did send me 10x more messages every day. He always told me that he loves and I also think that I slowly fall in love with him. Everything went well, he's an average looking guy with at least 45-50lbs heavier above than the range from his height and age but I don't mind it because it looks good on him. I like him because of a high sense of humor and he's pretty funny. He always makes me laugh. Our conversations and silly jokes become a part of daily routine and I never thought that it's possible I can be emotionally attached to the man that I never meet face to face. We did video call at least twice a day or more. I enjoyed talking to him, I feel like I'm in a relationship with, I respected him just like the way I respected to my previous relationship. He always called me mine and I wanted to call him mine as well. We plan to meet face to face spring last year but my adopted mom passed away, so I need to back to the Philippines for my mom's funeral. We go with another plan of meeting face to face, it would be summer 2016 but it didn't happen because my biological dad has an open heart surgery and died 4 weeks after his surgery. Then now we decided that we're going to meet in December, he already has itinerary and It makes feel so excited that I finally I can meet him my Ghost Boyfriend " that's my mom called him". But lately somethings change, from every five-10 minutes text or email messages turned out into once a day sometimes nothing at all. Our twice a day video call turned out into once a week and it's almost a month now since the last time we did a video call and he just rarely sent me text messages and emails. I just recently found out that his ex-girlfriend that lives in Germany moved back to Canada and they start dating again. Ouch!!! I never thought that the man that I never meet face to face would hurt me so much as I can imagine. He never admits it but I know that they were dating again because the girl posted pictures on her Facebook account of them together. And he unfriended me on facebook. Here is me again sitting in the corner with tears dealing with a heartache because of my so-called ghost boyfriend. I know it may sound stupid but the feelings I have for him is real. He's not the sexiest man alive but I just like him the way he is. He made laugh and he also made cry. I'm sure it would take me a while to get over him and I don't know long that a while would last.

Thank you for reading.

Yours Truly
MC
Tags: Family, Broken Heart, Sad Life]]>
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I was born and grow up in the Philippines. I belonged to a big happy family. My mom is a teacher and my dad is an automotive mechanics. I have 8 biological siblings and 2 legally adopted. A family of twelve that lives together under the same roof, which is fun, every day feels like a party. I'm the ignore middle child or the eldest of the second batch it's because the gap between me and my eldest sister are 7 years. When I was in grades school every weekend and summer we're all out working on the farm and no one is exempted. Planting mangoes, coconuts, and bananas. In school, I always got teased by my classmates and schoolmates because I look different from my siblings they always called me "ANAK SA LIKI NG KAwAYAN" meaning, I came from nowhere. But I don't mind them because I'm lucky enough to look exactly like my grandma. As years go by, my eldest siblings went to college and graduate. They get a job and some of them already have a family of their own. Few years after, it's my turn to go to college and I went to a Catholic school and get my degree in BSED Math in 2006 with honors and get my first paid job as a high school Math teacher in my hometown at the age of 19. Since we're very family oriented, the whole family still managed to go to church together every Sunday and have lunch together and it's also a part of a tradition that the family needs to be together during holidays and special occasions. I grew up from the family with high dignity and respect from the society and of course, I am very proud to be a part of the said family. In fact, I become a grandma's little girl and a mama's big girl. Which makes some of my siblings jealous of me because I always get the attention from the two most important lady of the household. Christmas Eve 2010, while we're all very busy with preparing foods and wrapping gifts for the midnight Christmas Eve dinner. We have an unexpected guest shows up at our door. All the sudden, I felt so strange because my mom acted weird she even dropped the pitcher with full of ice and water and my dad started to raise his voice and my oldest sibling runs to their bedroom fast as they can. By the way, those unexpected guest that I mentioned is my mom's younger sister who is out of range for over 24 years, no call, no call show within those years. They don't even get a chance to contact her when my best grandma passed away. By then, I noticed that somethings not right with those encounters, I just can't tell what. Until my mom's sister asking questions that who among of us who was born on the first day of October. Without a single thought, I claimed that it was me, I even told them that I have the same birthday as my grandma and then she hugs me too tight and cries like a big baby. Then her husband told me that I am his daughter and she's my biological mom which shocks my entire beings. I can't explain what I feel, I don't know what to think. I slowly sat back and I squeezed the bottle of pop/soda hard as I can without noticing that I broke the bottle in my hand and I didn't any pain from my hand. I run-away and I ended up spending Christmas eve into the woods because I passed out and my dog found me there Christmas day early in the morning. I really can't believe it because my parents never treat me differently from my other siblings. I felt so terrible, I was ashamed of my self because for over 24 years I was living a simple life with full of love, laughs and happiness but one day I realized that those lives that I live with were a lie, it hurts me so bad, it made me feel worthless. I demand with a DNA test but sad to say that the DNA result is positive. Which makes me feel more devastated because the family that I always claimed mind and very proud to be a part of it, was not really mine. And I was bombarded with uninvited questions from most of the people surrounds me which doesn't help at all. The roller coaster ride of my life begun. Since, I made a bargain with my biological parents, if ever the DNA result would turn out positive, I have moved and live with them. By the way, my biological dad is American and he's an Iraq war veterans and biological mom is a nurse and she volunteered at WHO and she was assigned in Iraq they meet each other in Iraq. When my mom gets pregnant she tries to flush me down the toilet (abortion) but she never succeeds, maybe I am that tough. She went to the Philippines couple months before her due date and take off the day after I was born and I was left behind useless. Good thing my mom which is really my aunt has a big heart who kept me loves me and race as her own. To make the story short, since I made a deal for the DNA test, I have to live with it. I was still 24 when I moved here in the United States, to live with my biological parents. My life never gets easy when I got here in the USA because I found out that the reason why my parents decided to come and get me was my grandmother. It's my grandmother's idea to get me here (my dad's mom) because she didn't want to die without seeing her granddaughter. I was taking care of my grandma until she passed away and I went back to school fall 2012 and until now I'm still in school. Hopefully, I'm going graduate for my BSN in December 2017. My adopted mom died January 2016, and my biological died Agust 2016 and my adopted dad just died couple days ago. Lot's of crying here.

About my love story, I was 14 years old when I first dated and the man I date with was 18 years old. He's the sweetest, kindest, loveable, caring, understanding and respectful man I ever know in my life and most of all I know that he loves me more than anything. But sad to say our relationship only lasted for 5 months because he had a serious heart condition that causes his death. His death turned my world into total darkness and takes me longer to get over it.

Then 3 years after, I give myself a second chance, I dated again and that relationship turned out into a serious and more matured relationship. Since I am a bit conservative he agrees with me that we're not going to have sex until we get married but hugs and kisses, Of course, we did and I love being kissed with the man I love. We have been through a lot of ups and downs but we managed to get through all of it. After 7 years of in relationships with him, he proposed for marriage during my 23rd birthday and of course, I said YES. Well, we started to get busy with preparing for the wedding and we both agree that we're going to get married during my 24rth birthday isn't wonderful to hear that I'm going say that "Today I was Born to Marry my Best Friend?". Since he's a nautical engineer "known as Seaman" he needs to get back to work then he will be home two months before the wedding day. His family and I together with my family were busy with the preparations. I designed my own wedding gown, all the invitations are printed we just need to mail them, the receptions were paid and the wedding giveaways was half-way done. Last week of May 2009 the cargo ship that my fiancee was working is going to dock in Langkawi Malaysia for maintenance. We decided to meet there, the original plan I would be there for the entire week which is fine with me. Even though we are engaged we still respect each others' privacy. I made facebook account because of him and he also did the same. We made our FB account together. I know his password and he knows my password as well. I know that he's been checking my FB account once in a while which is fine with me and I never open his FB. One day, I felt something different and become very curious, so I decided to login into his FB account a week before I'm going to fly to Langkawi to meet him and he didn't change his password to I manage to login. Yes, I read all the conversations with the people he talked on FB, including the lady that once I so-called my best friend and their conversations did not make me happy. So, I go with a plan B, I told my fiancee that I couldn't make it there on time because of my work. It surprised me that he doesn't ask me what kind of work-related that causes my 3 days delayed of coming to Langkawi and meet him. By the way, my so-called best friend she's working in one of the resorts in Langkawi. But the truth was I went there on time and Yes, I caught my fiancee and so-called best friend on the act cheated on me. I was so mad and it makes me felt terrible. I went back home sobbing and felt sorry for myself. He even asks me a favor not to tell his family about what was happen and I granted his request. The sad news was my so-called best friend a month after those incidents claim that she was pregnant and my fiancee is the father. So, I have to make a decision for the sake of the innocent child and I also thought that there is a big possibility that he's going to cheat on me over and over again. Last week of July 2009, my fiancee was home and we had a family dinner with his family and my family. On that day, I decided to take the courage to speak out and back off the wedding 7 weeks before the day that I supposed to say that "TODAY I WAS BORN TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND" but it never happens because he screwed up. It's not easy for me to make those decisions but I believe I did the right thing. It takes me forever to get over it and the scars would remain forever.

I never dated for a long time after I broke up with my fiancee. I moved here USA Summer 2011 and as I said above I went back to school after my grandma passed away and I also get a job in the hospital. My daily routine is more likely the same, home, school, work and home. I enjoy doing language exchange and cultures sharing. I joined online sites that I can connect with other people from the other side of the world. I was on that site for over 8 years now but two years ago, I got to connect someone from Canada that really gets my attention. He's very submissive and persistent. I always told him to go away but he never did. In fact, he texted me and sent me an email every 5 minutes throughout the day. At first, I didn't pay attention to it but weeks and months go by, I begin to like him and missed his messages if he missed texting me or sending me an email. I become to like him, sending him text messages and emails hundred times a day but he did send me 10x more messages every day. He always told me that he loves and I also think that I slowly fall in love with him. Everything went well, he's an average looking guy with at least 45-50lbs heavier above than the range from his height and age but I don't mind it because it looks good on him. I like him because of a high sense of humor and he's pretty funny. He always makes me laugh. Our conversations and silly jokes become a part of daily routine and I never thought that it's possible I can be emotionally attached to the man that I never meet face to face. We did video call at least twice a day or more. I enjoyed talking to him, I feel like I'm in a relationship with, I respected him just like the way I respected to my previous relationship. He always called me mine and I wanted to call him mine as well. We plan to meet face to face spring last year but my adopted mom passed away, so I need to back to the Philippines for my mom's funeral. We go with another plan of meeting face to face, it would be summer 2016 but it didn't happen because my biological dad has an open heart surgery and died 4 weeks after his surgery. Then now we decided that we're going to meet in December, he already has itinerary and It makes feel so excited that I finally I can meet him my Ghost Boyfriend " that's my mom called him". But lately somethings change, from every five-10 minutes text or email messages turned out into once a day sometimes nothing at all. Our twice a day video call turned out into once a week and it's almost a month now since the last time we did a video call and he just rarely sent me text messages and emails. I just recently found out that his ex-girlfriend that lives in Germany moved back to Canada and they start dating again. Ouch!!! I never thought that the man that I never meet face to face would hurt me so much as I can imagine. He never admits it but I know that they were dating again because the girl posted pictures on her Facebook account of them together. And he unfriended me on facebook. Here is me again sitting in the corner with tears dealing with a heartache because of my so-called ghost boyfriend. I know it may sound stupid but the feelings I have for him is real. He's not the sexiest man alive but I just like him the way he is. He made laugh and he also made cry. I'm sure it would take me a while to get over him and I don't know long that a while would last.

Thank you for reading.

Yours Truly
MC
Tags: Family, Broken Heart, Sad Life]]>
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Poem: Lost. by Ian Yahnke I wanna fucking die

I'm lost in the sky
Why do I even try

Yeah I get drunk
And yeah I get high

Every time you see me
I’ve got bloodshot eyes

You tell me that you care
But you're never fucking there

I'm a fucking demon baby
But no I'm not scared

Kill me in your dreams
Life's not what it seems

I wish that I could make it through
But I don't have the means

Save all your sympathy
You know it don't mean shit to me

Don't give me all your bullshit
Don't wanna fucking deal with it

You say it's meant to be this way
Can't live with myself today

So give me drugs to numb the pain
I feel like I've gone insane

Just put me on the next plane
I run from all my fucking shame

You said that I'm the one to blame
Don't know why you even came

Hate myself, yeah it's true
I don't know what else to do

So put a bullet in my brain
Only way to kill the pain

You ask me why I act this way
But I’ve got nothing left to say
Tags: Sad, Sad Poems, Depression, Suicide]]>
Tue, 07 Nov 2017 08:45:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/0V5AgiMulcU/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3841 I wanna fucking die

I'm lost in the sky
Why do I even try

Yeah I get drunk
And yeah I get high

Every time you see me
I’ve got bloodshot eyes

You tell me that you care
But you're never fucking there

I'm a fucking demon baby
But no I'm not scared

Kill me in your dreams
Life's not what it seems

I wish that I could make it through
But I don't have the means

Save all your sympathy
You know it don't mean shit to me

Don't give me all your bullshit
Don't wanna fucking deal with it

You say it's meant to be this way
Can't live with myself today

So give me drugs to numb the pain
I feel like I've gone insane

Just put me on the next plane
I run from all my fucking shame

You said that I'm the one to blame
Don't know why you even came

Hate myself, yeah it's true
I don't know what else to do

So put a bullet in my brain
Only way to kill the pain

You ask me why I act this way
But I’ve got nothing left to say
Tags: Sad, Sad Poems, Depression, Suicide]]>
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Story: My time with the beautiful soul by rinu_dillu one of my follow request was of this guy named dilshad. He send me a request for chatting..first i was scared but then i accepted...
Dilshad : Hii
Me : hii
Dilshad : how are you?
Me : i am fyn
u?
Dilshad : i am fyn of course. where r u from?
Me : Kerala, India
Dilshad: me too
me: kerala where?
Dilshad : malappuram
Me : oo me too malappurram where?

then we discussed about ur family and guess what.. he is near my place. then one day he messaged me....

Dilshad : hey rida how are you?

Me : hii i am fine how r u?

Dilshad : i am fyn

Me : why dont we become brother and sister?

Dilshad : kk.. that will be fun

me : mm then?

then we became close even though we were seperated by land basis. actually if i am honest to you i had a crush on him because he was so nice to me ..... but one day.....

Dilshad : how is this grl ( by sending me a girl's picture)

Me : nice is that your sister?

Dilshad : no..... my crush she comes to my tuition and i love her....

my heart sank but for his happiness i said the way how to propose her. My friends all said i did a stupid job. but i knew he was happy that she said yes to his proposal.

Me : you didnt message me..... so long we talked

Dilshad : we broke up sis...

even though i felt sad somewhere someone was saying he is gonna propose me.... but..

One day i put a status saying i am gonna die due to i had fight with my friends so due to that sadness and he saw my status and asked me

Dilshad : r u mad rida?

Me : what is it with you?

Dilshad : what happened to you?

Me : no one loves me i hate my self

Dilshad : Should....i....love..you?

Me : what do you mean?

Dilshad : will you marry me?

Me : i need to think

there was nothing to think i know but something was stopping me to reply him by a 'yes'. i asked my friends they all supported me by saying me to say yes if his behaivour and he is handsome. both of those qualities was a positive mark for him and i replied a yes for his proposal.....

now also our relation continues... its just a month our relation started i know there is so many truth behind just to make it short i made it short....

i said him all the truth that i had crush before he proposed me but then he asked me why i didnt propose him... you all might have that question in your mind right? well i was scared to because i thought what will be his reaction? i said him i was fat he said i need a wife with good heart its not important to have a pretty wife....
I wish god will make us together........
Tags: True Love]]>
Tue, 07 Nov 2017 04:45:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/mSNXIFxEalA/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3370 one of my follow request was of this guy named dilshad. He send me a request for chatting..first i was scared but then i accepted...
Dilshad : Hii
Me : hii
Dilshad : how are you?
Me : i am fyn
u?
Dilshad : i am fyn of course. where r u from?
Me : Kerala, India
Dilshad: me too
me: kerala where?
Dilshad : malappuram
Me : oo me too malappurram where?

then we discussed about ur family and guess what.. he is near my place. then one day he messaged me....

Dilshad : hey rida how are you?

Me : hii i am fine how r u?

Dilshad : i am fyn

Me : why dont we become brother and sister?

Dilshad : kk.. that will be fun

me : mm then?

then we became close even though we were seperated by land basis. actually if i am honest to you i had a crush on him because he was so nice to me ..... but one day.....

Dilshad : how is this grl ( by sending me a girl's picture)

Me : nice is that your sister?

Dilshad : no..... my crush she comes to my tuition and i love her....

my heart sank but for his happiness i said the way how to propose her. My friends all said i did a stupid job. but i knew he was happy that she said yes to his proposal.

Me : you didnt message me..... so long we talked

Dilshad : we broke up sis...

even though i felt sad somewhere someone was saying he is gonna propose me.... but..

One day i put a status saying i am gonna die due to i had fight with my friends so due to that sadness and he saw my status and asked me

Dilshad : r u mad rida?

Me : what is it with you?

Dilshad : what happened to you?

Me : no one loves me i hate my self

Dilshad : Should....i....love..you?

Me : what do you mean?

Dilshad : will you marry me?

Me : i need to think

there was nothing to think i know but something was stopping me to reply him by a 'yes'. i asked my friends they all supported me by saying me to say yes if his behaivour and he is handsome. both of those qualities was a positive mark for him and i replied a yes for his proposal.....

now also our relation continues... its just a month our relation started i know there is so many truth behind just to make it short i made it short....

i said him all the truth that i had crush before he proposed me but then he asked me why i didnt propose him... you all might have that question in your mind right? well i was scared to because i thought what will be his reaction? i said him i was fat he said i need a wife with good heart its not important to have a pretty wife....
I wish god will make us together........
Tags: True Love]]>
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Poem: Wandering by Ian Yahnke I don’t know what to say

Just wish that I could figure out
What makes me feel this way

I try to move, try to run
Try to change, get nothing done

Stay in bed, but I don’t sleep
Only move when I need to eat

Feels like I’m stuck in the deepest hole
But I’m the one who dug it

Crying for someone to pull me out
But eventually just say fuck it

Why am I cursed with this state of mind?
Where can I find the strength to climb?

For now I’ll make this hole my home
Or maybe around the globe I’ll roam

But I’ll carry this pain wherever I go
Unless I find the strength to grow

Where will these demons take me next?
Well I guess I’ll never know
Tags: Sad, Sad Poems, Lost, Depression]]>
Mon, 06 Nov 2017 08:40:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/GFZ8wK8fdt8/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3840 I don’t know what to say

Just wish that I could figure out
What makes me feel this way

I try to move, try to run
Try to change, get nothing done

Stay in bed, but I don’t sleep
Only move when I need to eat

Feels like I’m stuck in the deepest hole
But I’m the one who dug it

Crying for someone to pull me out
But eventually just say fuck it

Why am I cursed with this state of mind?
Where can I find the strength to climb?

For now I’ll make this hole my home
Or maybe around the globe I’ll roam

But I’ll carry this pain wherever I go
Unless I find the strength to grow

Where will these demons take me next?
Well I guess I’ll never know
Tags: Sad, Sad Poems, Lost, Depression]]>
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Poem: Hidden Pains by John Collins when she finds herself alone,
She cries out where nobody goes,
her feelings remain unknown.

But her wet eyes tell me a story,
of being in solitude and pain;
I can read her eyes, and memory,
glares inside again and again.

Never shows the scars of her past,
hidden under the thin clothes;
The ?artificial smiles often overcast,
her pains that nobody knows.

But do not think that she's happy,
just look again into her eyes;
Broken to pieces, looks so snappy,
she's now a master of disguise.
Tags: Sad Love, Break Up, Hidden Pain, Sorrow]]>
Sun, 05 Nov 2017 08:35:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/thUPIQIJm0U/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3839 when she finds herself alone,
She cries out where nobody goes,
her feelings remain unknown.

But her wet eyes tell me a story,
of being in solitude and pain;
I can read her eyes, and memory,
glares inside again and again.

Never shows the scars of her past,
hidden under the thin clothes;
The ?artificial smiles often overcast,
her pains that nobody knows.

But do not think that she's happy,
just look again into her eyes;
Broken to pieces, looks so snappy,
she's now a master of disguise.
Tags: Sad Love, Break Up, Hidden Pain, Sorrow]]>
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Story: My most Terrifying experience by John L.
I am currently a senior in high school. I have been in public schools my entire life. I always heard about school shootings happening but after being in school for so long I thought to myself "that won't ever happen to me" and it didn't for a while.

Last school year at the end of the year (2nd to last week to be exact) we were just getting out of our 5th class of the day. My school is open meaning we walk outside to get to another class. I was walking with friends and talking having a good time. From about 200 feet away from where I was there were loud shots and a few people ran but most of us stood there looking to see if it was real or if the sheriff's department was firing blanks as a drill like they do 2 times a year.

I saw a coach riding his golf cart out that way and seconds later teacher, coaches, staff, everyone comes rushing out of buildings yelling for everyone to get inside. We all took off to the closest class room. They turned off the lights and crammed us into the closet. There were about 20 of us in there. We sat in silence and the only thing the teacher knew and told us was that we had a code orange (shooter/shooters on campus). I was freaking out because I didn't have my phone. My mom's had just ran out of service the day before so borrowed mine until she could pay for hers to get back on.

I asked a friend to borrow her phone and I texted my mom. I thought I was going to die so obviously my text was a bit all over the place.

"We have a code orange, shooter on campus, we are in closets and I am freaking out. I love you please try to come get me." I knew she was at work so I didn't think she would get it for a little while. About 15 minutes later I got a reply.

"Shane (my step-dad) is on his way and I am right behind him." I felt a little relieved but I was still scared because no one was telling us anything. A few minutes later she sent me another text. "We can't get within 3 blocks of the school, the cops have it locked down, and they won't tell us anything." I started to worry again thinking that this had to be bad if they were locking us down like that. I told everyone in the closet what she had said and that started everyone whispering what they thought was happening.

After another hour and half in silence the teacher got a text. "2 of the 3 shooters have been caught. We will ring the bell in about 20 minutes. The students are to run to their bus or vehicle and leave immediately." I texted my mom and told her and we were all so scared.

As we waited for the bell in silence we all talked about it. Finally the bell rang and it looked like a wave of students as they all ran to where they were going. I got on my bus and sat back feeling relief wash over me.

Later we found out that a couple seniors thought it would be funny to come close to the school, fire some shots in the air, and leave. Even though it wasn't bad the 2 hours in a dark closet not knowing what was going on, if someone was shot, what was happening, it was scary. No one was hurt physically. They all eventually got caught and got in trouble.

That was 5 months ago and to this day I still get goosebumps and tear up just thinking about it because even though no one was hurt and it wasn't that bad in the end it was that feeling of the unknown. The fear of what if these are my final moments. What if someone I know is dead. All of that can emotionally scar you as it has me. I am thankful for the staff reacting so fast and getting everyone to safety in minutes. I am thankful that no one was hurt and it wasn't worse than it was. I am thankful that in the end it turned out to be ok.

If you haven't read my other stories please check them out. Everything I write is true and I plan to be coming out with a few more stories soon. In 2 months, in December, I will be speaking at a Christian revival thing that will have about 1,000 people sharing my life story and experiences. Thank you for the support.
Tags: Scary, Sad, Fear, School]]>
Sun, 05 Nov 2017 04:40:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/Q08Zr4QUJiU/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3365
I am currently a senior in high school. I have been in public schools my entire life. I always heard about school shootings happening but after being in school for so long I thought to myself "that won't ever happen to me" and it didn't for a while.

Last school year at the end of the year (2nd to last week to be exact) we were just getting out of our 5th class of the day. My school is open meaning we walk outside to get to another class. I was walking with friends and talking having a good time. From about 200 feet away from where I was there were loud shots and a few people ran but most of us stood there looking to see if it was real or if the sheriff's department was firing blanks as a drill like they do 2 times a year.

I saw a coach riding his golf cart out that way and seconds later teacher, coaches, staff, everyone comes rushing out of buildings yelling for everyone to get inside. We all took off to the closest class room. They turned off the lights and crammed us into the closet. There were about 20 of us in there. We sat in silence and the only thing the teacher knew and told us was that we had a code orange (shooter/shooters on campus). I was freaking out because I didn't have my phone. My mom's had just ran out of service the day before so borrowed mine until she could pay for hers to get back on.

I asked a friend to borrow her phone and I texted my mom. I thought I was going to die so obviously my text was a bit all over the place.

"We have a code orange, shooter on campus, we are in closets and I am freaking out. I love you please try to come get me." I knew she was at work so I didn't think she would get it for a little while. About 15 minutes later I got a reply.

"Shane (my step-dad) is on his way and I am right behind him." I felt a little relieved but I was still scared because no one was telling us anything. A few minutes later she sent me another text. "We can't get within 3 blocks of the school, the cops have it locked down, and they won't tell us anything." I started to worry again thinking that this had to be bad if they were locking us down like that. I told everyone in the closet what she had said and that started everyone whispering what they thought was happening.

After another hour and half in silence the teacher got a text. "2 of the 3 shooters have been caught. We will ring the bell in about 20 minutes. The students are to run to their bus or vehicle and leave immediately." I texted my mom and told her and we were all so scared.

As we waited for the bell in silence we all talked about it. Finally the bell rang and it looked like a wave of students as they all ran to where they were going. I got on my bus and sat back feeling relief wash over me.

Later we found out that a couple seniors thought it would be funny to come close to the school, fire some shots in the air, and leave. Even though it wasn't bad the 2 hours in a dark closet not knowing what was going on, if someone was shot, what was happening, it was scary. No one was hurt physically. They all eventually got caught and got in trouble.

That was 5 months ago and to this day I still get goosebumps and tear up just thinking about it because even though no one was hurt and it wasn't that bad in the end it was that feeling of the unknown. The fear of what if these are my final moments. What if someone I know is dead. All of that can emotionally scar you as it has me. I am thankful for the staff reacting so fast and getting everyone to safety in minutes. I am thankful that no one was hurt and it wasn't worse than it was. I am thankful that in the end it turned out to be ok.

If you haven't read my other stories please check them out. Everything I write is true and I plan to be coming out with a few more stories soon. In 2 months, in December, I will be speaking at a Christian revival thing that will have about 1,000 people sharing my life story and experiences. Thank you for the support.
Tags: Scary, Sad, Fear, School]]>
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Poem: The Fire and the Calm by Cindy Efu bringing a sense of safety to the world like best friends laying side by side, eyes closed,
hands clutching one anothers, heart beat syncing up the beat of the music.
but the calm gave the world feelings she wasnt ready to feel.

then came the fire to show the world excitement,
how fun she could be, how wreckless and mischevious.
the fire came to teach the world a lesson,
carressing the world with temptation like a new emotion the world never knew exsisted,
like a young boy glimpsing at his first playboy,
leaving the world craving more and more,

But in the wake of his chaos, always followed the calm.
applying bandaids to her cuts and bruises along the way.
the world was divided between the fire and the calm.

so scared of how the fire and calm could make her feel,
She stopped rotating, stopped breathing vision blurry, lips cold chest heaving, ground shaking.
and with one last look at the fire and the calm she fell...

But they caught her and together holding her up realised they were killing her so they stayed away, but never too far.
giving her warmth and light. the fire and the calm became the worlds sun and the moon.
Tags: Sadness, Love, Loneliness, Love Poem, Fire, Calm, Poem, Poetry, Sad]]>
Sat, 04 Nov 2017 08:30:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/U510j-g4Tx0/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3838 bringing a sense of safety to the world like best friends laying side by side, eyes closed,
hands clutching one anothers, heart beat syncing up the beat of the music.
but the calm gave the world feelings she wasnt ready to feel.

then came the fire to show the world excitement,
how fun she could be, how wreckless and mischevious.
the fire came to teach the world a lesson,
carressing the world with temptation like a new emotion the world never knew exsisted,
like a young boy glimpsing at his first playboy,
leaving the world craving more and more,

But in the wake of his chaos, always followed the calm.
applying bandaids to her cuts and bruises along the way.
the world was divided between the fire and the calm.

so scared of how the fire and calm could make her feel,
She stopped rotating, stopped breathing vision blurry, lips cold chest heaving, ground shaking.
and with one last look at the fire and the calm she fell...

But they caught her and together holding her up realised they were killing her so they stayed away, but never too far.
giving her warmth and light. the fire and the calm became the worlds sun and the moon.
Tags: Sadness, Love, Loneliness, Love Poem, Fire, Calm, Poem, Poetry, Sad]]>
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Story: Friends Disappear by LostGirl This based on a true story. Places, names and people had been changed to protect the identity of the characters.

Dear readers,
This story would be the first part in the series of three. Part two will come soon with your support. :) Hope you guys would enjoy this story!

Summary:
This story is about a girl that plays a game with her friends. She thinks that everything is boring and nothing is meaningful to her in the game as she does the same thing in the game everyday. That was until she met someone that she actually considers as her brother. Although they only knew each other in that game, her friend is in the same school has him. However, as years past, he had not been online in the game and she feels left out. That was until she met someone.

Story:
Entered the game again, hung out with my same, old friends again... Same old routine, break stuff, get rich, get more friends. Boring, boring, and did I mention boring? Those were the only words to describe this game.

Well... until I met you.

We had some common friends, we hung out,talked,and played together. You'd let me cry on your virtual shoulder and let me fill you will the hate I am feeling about other things.

I gagged you with all my frustration and rage about things. But you didn't mind at all. You'd even lend me a listening ear at times when I'm feeling low.

A year of our friendship had past and we became so close that some of our friends started to ship us. They'd ask me if I was yours or something like that. But my reply would always be, "I'm too young." But It's true. You are three years older than me. Every time I told them this, I would get the same reply, "Age doesn't matter." I rolled my eyes immediately.

However, one day, you probably got fed up with this and had enough. Hence, you lied, saying, "She's my sister."

I immediately said "Yea" and pretended that I was your sister. Your friends took that lie, surprisingly. I could only smile in the real world but you could never see it. I hoped that you were grinning too.

However, my happiness was short-lived when it was finally the third year of our friendship. I rarely saw you online. At first, I thought that this was just because you were busy with your studies and other stuff. However, it had been 6 months and I still hadn't see you.

I felt like I had lost something really important at that time.

That was until I met him.

~Friends Disappear (Part 1)~
Tags: Friendship, Friends]]>
Sat, 04 Nov 2017 04:35:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/YGhLwFDhF2Y/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3362 This based on a true story. Places, names and people had been changed to protect the identity of the characters.

Dear readers,
This story would be the first part in the series of three. Part two will come soon with your support. :) Hope you guys would enjoy this story!

Summary:
This story is about a girl that plays a game with her friends. She thinks that everything is boring and nothing is meaningful to her in the game as she does the same thing in the game everyday. That was until she met someone that she actually considers as her brother. Although they only knew each other in that game, her friend is in the same school has him. However, as years past, he had not been online in the game and she feels left out. That was until she met someone.

Story:
Entered the game again, hung out with my same, old friends again... Same old routine, break stuff, get rich, get more friends. Boring, boring, and did I mention boring? Those were the only words to describe this game.

Well... until I met you.

We had some common friends, we hung out,talked,and played together. You'd let me cry on your virtual shoulder and let me fill you will the hate I am feeling about other things.

I gagged you with all my frustration and rage about things. But you didn't mind at all. You'd even lend me a listening ear at times when I'm feeling low.

A year of our friendship had past and we became so close that some of our friends started to ship us. They'd ask me if I was yours or something like that. But my reply would always be, "I'm too young." But It's true. You are three years older than me. Every time I told them this, I would get the same reply, "Age doesn't matter." I rolled my eyes immediately.

However, one day, you probably got fed up with this and had enough. Hence, you lied, saying, "She's my sister."

I immediately said "Yea" and pretended that I was your sister. Your friends took that lie, surprisingly. I could only smile in the real world but you could never see it. I hoped that you were grinning too.

However, my happiness was short-lived when it was finally the third year of our friendship. I rarely saw you online. At first, I thought that this was just because you were busy with your studies and other stuff. However, it had been 6 months and I still hadn't see you.

I felt like I had lost something really important at that time.

That was until I met him.

~Friends Disappear (Part 1)~
Tags: Friendship, Friends]]>
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Poem: Memories by John The loneliness I can bear
The cold I can endure
My greatest fear
More than life
More than death
Awaits on my pillow
The home of my darkest memories
Those patient tormentors
Who waits all day without a whisper
Without a trace

For my head to take its place
To rest in their cold embrace
For another night of tears
Embraced by all my fears
Tags: Loss, Pain, Depression]]>
Fri, 03 Nov 2017 08:25:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/qKoLgREy9E8/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3836 The loneliness I can bear
The cold I can endure
My greatest fear
More than life
More than death
Awaits on my pillow
The home of my darkest memories
Those patient tormentors
Who waits all day without a whisper
Without a trace

For my head to take its place
To rest in their cold embrace
For another night of tears
Embraced by all my fears
Tags: Loss, Pain, Depression]]>
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Poem: Inside by kadejohnsen4 Its warm and safe in here
Although many things have died
I stay inside
I cant say i haven't tried to leave
Many say to open up my doors
I stay inside
I've left before
Only to get bullied back to my side of the door
I let someone in earlier, their breaking my walls down
Trying to burn the whole roof to the ground
I stay inside
Since I've already died
Tags: Sadness]]>
Sun, 22 Oct 2017 07:40:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/PhTQzH1Sw5o/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3835 Its warm and safe in here
Although many things have died
I stay inside
I cant say i haven't tried to leave
Many say to open up my doors
I stay inside
I've left before
Only to get bullied back to my side of the door
I let someone in earlier, their breaking my walls down
Trying to burn the whole roof to the ground
I stay inside
Since I've already died
Tags: Sadness]]>
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Story: I love him but I'm not his anymore by Shenaz Miah
I thought he was going to be that type of guy who wanted sex or dirty pictures, he didn't. He was looking for a girl with a nice personality and someone who he would get along with. I didn't like him much at first but I decided to give him a chance. I didn't find him that attractive either. We exchanged snapchats and phone numbers after messaging on the app for a few days. We spoke so much and had an instant connection. He made me laugh and smile. He became so attractive after that. I thought about him a lot, he consumed my mind all time time. I loved it! Then he rang me. We spoke for hours that day about everything and anything. He was so easy to talk to. I knew something was there. I realised that week that I was falling for him. I didn't want to as I didn't want to get hurt or become too attached to him but I couldn't stop myself, I had fallen in love with him. I had known him for couple of months but I had fallen in love for the first time in my life. It showed me that I had never fallen for the other guys who I had been with, it was more of lust or infatuation. With Dan, it was love. Something that I had never ever felt before. The months went on and I grew to love him more and more. We met up in person a few times and it was amazing. I was so happy! I had lost my grandma a couple of years ago and I changed and then I lost my closest friends. They deserted me for no reason. I thought, I had found love, happiness, the man who was my future, my everything. He was so supportive and caring and just there for me through university exam period. He was my biggest cheerleader and my best friend. He made me laugh so much and I was never afraid to be myself with him. I started seeing a future with him, a beautiful future. We spoke about the future a lot. A future together. A future apart wasn't what I imagined...

He dropped a bomb on me and like all bombs, I never saw it coming and it completely destroyed me. This happened exactly a month ago. You see Dan is Iranian. Brought up in the UK but Iranian by birth and culture. His family had chosen a girl for him from Iran. It was arranged marriage and unfortunately, in this day and age, they still happen. We broke up. We had to. He told me that he was so sorry for everything and my world was crashing down. It was over. The man I loved, wasn't mine anymore and I couldn't do anything about it. He can't do anything either. I wanted him to fight for what he wants! I wanted him to fight for me! I still want him to but he’s given up! Why!! He is such a confident man but he doesn't have the guts to say no to his family. It’s his future! Why can’t he say no!? I wish so badly that he would but they’re his family but his family should understand if they want him to be happy. They can’t force him to go through with it. He chose to let me go though. He told me that we should stay friends and I agreed. We hardly spoke after the day he told me everything but recently, we started speaking here and there. 4 weeks had passed and we spoke on the phone a few days ago and I kind of wish we hadn't as his feelings for me are still there. He told me that he doesn't want her. I do wish that he would text me or call me saying he isn't going through with it and wants to be with me an only me but I know that isn't going to happen. He isn't happy though. I want him to be happy even if it is without me. I want him to love her, I want her to love and care about him and give him the future he needs to be happy forever. My heart will hurt but it will heal. He doesn't say it but he wants me. He loves me. I love him. He wants me to move on and forget him but how can I move on and forget him, he has given me so much to remember him by. I cry so much. I will cry for a long time but I will get over it, hopefully... So many songs and places remind me of him, of us. My poor heart is in pieces. It is broken. I feel as though I will never find anyone like him, no other man will love me and accept me for me like he did. I don't want to fall in love ever again. I feel like giving up but I am not a coward, I have so much left to live for. I miss him so much. I miss him every single day but I know that I will have to carry on. Maybe one day, I will find love again with the right person. Right now I just want to be alone. I need to be find happiness again by myself and then I will be ready to love again, well I hope so anyway. I will never stop missing him or stop thinking of him because he will always be in my heart forever. I will have to let him go though and move on. That’s all I can do.

They say that everything happens for a reason so, I hope that one day when I look back on this period of my life, I will smile and think to myself 'I'm glad that happened'. He came into my life for a reason. He isn't a mistake, just someone who taught me to love and be myself no matter what but I love him and he will always be in my heart. I’ll tell my future husband about him and my children because he was my first love even though it had a sad ending, you can never ever forget your first love. I wish he was my first and last love though.
Tags: Relationship, Sad Love Story, Sadness, Tears, Love, Love Story, Broken, Hurt, Heartbroken]]>
Sun, 22 Oct 2017 03:35:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ukXvewP09LU/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3359
I thought he was going to be that type of guy who wanted sex or dirty pictures, he didn't. He was looking for a girl with a nice personality and someone who he would get along with. I didn't like him much at first but I decided to give him a chance. I didn't find him that attractive either. We exchanged snapchats and phone numbers after messaging on the app for a few days. We spoke so much and had an instant connection. He made me laugh and smile. He became so attractive after that. I thought about him a lot, he consumed my mind all time time. I loved it! Then he rang me. We spoke for hours that day about everything and anything. He was so easy to talk to. I knew something was there. I realised that week that I was falling for him. I didn't want to as I didn't want to get hurt or become too attached to him but I couldn't stop myself, I had fallen in love with him. I had known him for couple of months but I had fallen in love for the first time in my life. It showed me that I had never fallen for the other guys who I had been with, it was more of lust or infatuation. With Dan, it was love. Something that I had never ever felt before. The months went on and I grew to love him more and more. We met up in person a few times and it was amazing. I was so happy! I had lost my grandma a couple of years ago and I changed and then I lost my closest friends. They deserted me for no reason. I thought, I had found love, happiness, the man who was my future, my everything. He was so supportive and caring and just there for me through university exam period. He was my biggest cheerleader and my best friend. He made me laugh so much and I was never afraid to be myself with him. I started seeing a future with him, a beautiful future. We spoke about the future a lot. A future together. A future apart wasn't what I imagined...

He dropped a bomb on me and like all bombs, I never saw it coming and it completely destroyed me. This happened exactly a month ago. You see Dan is Iranian. Brought up in the UK but Iranian by birth and culture. His family had chosen a girl for him from Iran. It was arranged marriage and unfortunately, in this day and age, they still happen. We broke up. We had to. He told me that he was so sorry for everything and my world was crashing down. It was over. The man I loved, wasn't mine anymore and I couldn't do anything about it. He can't do anything either. I wanted him to fight for what he wants! I wanted him to fight for me! I still want him to but he’s given up! Why!! He is such a confident man but he doesn't have the guts to say no to his family. It’s his future! Why can’t he say no!? I wish so badly that he would but they’re his family but his family should understand if they want him to be happy. They can’t force him to go through with it. He chose to let me go though. He told me that we should stay friends and I agreed. We hardly spoke after the day he told me everything but recently, we started speaking here and there. 4 weeks had passed and we spoke on the phone a few days ago and I kind of wish we hadn't as his feelings for me are still there. He told me that he doesn't want her. I do wish that he would text me or call me saying he isn't going through with it and wants to be with me an only me but I know that isn't going to happen. He isn't happy though. I want him to be happy even if it is without me. I want him to love her, I want her to love and care about him and give him the future he needs to be happy forever. My heart will hurt but it will heal. He doesn't say it but he wants me. He loves me. I love him. He wants me to move on and forget him but how can I move on and forget him, he has given me so much to remember him by. I cry so much. I will cry for a long time but I will get over it, hopefully... So many songs and places remind me of him, of us. My poor heart is in pieces. It is broken. I feel as though I will never find anyone like him, no other man will love me and accept me for me like he did. I don't want to fall in love ever again. I feel like giving up but I am not a coward, I have so much left to live for. I miss him so much. I miss him every single day but I know that I will have to carry on. Maybe one day, I will find love again with the right person. Right now I just want to be alone. I need to be find happiness again by myself and then I will be ready to love again, well I hope so anyway. I will never stop missing him or stop thinking of him because he will always be in my heart forever. I will have to let him go though and move on. That’s all I can do.

They say that everything happens for a reason so, I hope that one day when I look back on this period of my life, I will smile and think to myself 'I'm glad that happened'. He came into my life for a reason. He isn't a mistake, just someone who taught me to love and be myself no matter what but I love him and he will always be in my heart. I’ll tell my future husband about him and my children because he was my first love even though it had a sad ending, you can never ever forget your first love. I wish he was my first and last love though.
Tags: Relationship, Sad Love Story, Sadness, Tears, Love, Love Story, Broken, Hurt, Heartbroken]]>
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Story: Did he love me (?) by Gloriane Annabel when the time realize, i was knew it he didn’t love me

He maybe the one who always chat you first
He maybe the one who ask how was your day
He maybe the one who always listen to every of your problem
He maybe the one who take you home safely
He maybe the one takes everywhere you want
The one who always waits for you
The one who always patience of your temper
The one who always forgive you
The one who always take cares
The one who accept who you are even though he knew you not virgin anymore
The one who always see you smart and independent women

But…..
When you tell him a lil lie, just want to get his attention, so you know he truly love you……
HE didn’t forgive YOU
HE walked away so easily
HE hate YOU so easily
When YOU around HIM, HE made YOU like i don’t exist.
HE don’t even wanna see YOU
and say Hi
Did HE really love me? You know what i’ve been through right?

I still remember your promises

“I’m gonna make u a good girl, that’s my promise”
“I will take you to church and bring closer to God”
Because i was addict to drug and sex
And after broke up you said “Don’t worry we still friend, i forgive you”

But all your promises said different in reality life…………

i write on Whatssap Status that i promise i will be to my sinful darkest side, just to know, did you still remember your promises?
NO, YOU JUST READ, DON’T REMEMBER IT, AND DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING.
Where’s your promises?

And now you happy with someone else and you said she always be there for him at his lowest part moment of life until now.

So what the function of me when i was your GF? :)

Don’t you know, i love you 100%. I also wiling to be your guilty pleasure. Just to make you happy and stay beside you.

You also promise:
“I won’t have sex with you before marry” You broke your promise, i cant said no because i love you because i know you are good guy i ever met.

But this time all different………….
so did you really love me?

“I just was unlucky, pick the right guy its like a lottery ticket. You don’t know if you took the right one”
Tags: Breakup, Heartbroken]]>
Sat, 21 Oct 2017 03:30:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/VFjIlR42ON8/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3358 when the time realize, i was knew it he didn’t love me

He maybe the one who always chat you first
He maybe the one who ask how was your day
He maybe the one who always listen to every of your problem
He maybe the one who take you home safely
He maybe the one takes everywhere you want
The one who always waits for you
The one who always patience of your temper
The one who always forgive you
The one who always take cares
The one who accept who you are even though he knew you not virgin anymore
The one who always see you smart and independent women

But…..
When you tell him a lil lie, just want to get his attention, so you know he truly love you……
HE didn’t forgive YOU
HE walked away so easily
HE hate YOU so easily
When YOU around HIM, HE made YOU like i don’t exist.
HE don’t even wanna see YOU
and say Hi
Did HE really love me? You know what i’ve been through right?

I still remember your promises

“I’m gonna make u a good girl, that’s my promise”
“I will take you to church and bring closer to God”
Because i was addict to drug and sex
And after broke up you said “Don’t worry we still friend, i forgive you”

But all your promises said different in reality life…………

i write on Whatssap Status that i promise i will be to my sinful darkest side, just to know, did you still remember your promises?
NO, YOU JUST READ, DON’T REMEMBER IT, AND DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING.
Where’s your promises?

And now you happy with someone else and you said she always be there for him at his lowest part moment of life until now.

So what the function of me when i was your GF? :)

Don’t you know, i love you 100%. I also wiling to be your guilty pleasure. Just to make you happy and stay beside you.

You also promise:
“I won’t have sex with you before marry” You broke your promise, i cant said no because i love you because i know you are good guy i ever met.

But this time all different………….
so did you really love me?

“I just was unlucky, pick the right guy its like a lottery ticket. You don’t know if you took the right one”
Tags: Breakup, Heartbroken]]>
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Quote: Don't cry because it's over, but sm... by Dr. Suess Tags: Smile, Cry]]> Sun, 20 Aug 2017 03:10:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Smile, Cry]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Quote: The only time I realized I fell in ... by Jenifer -Anonymous
Tags: Unloved]]>
Sat, 19 Aug 2017 03:05:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes -Anonymous
Tags: Unloved]]>
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Quote: "You said you'd love me forever I g... by LoveHurts and so did I"
Tags: Death, Pain, HeartBroken, Broken Hearted]]>
Fri, 18 Aug 2017 03:00:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes and so did I"
Tags: Death, Pain, HeartBroken, Broken Hearted]]>
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Quote: If a caterpillar wants to fly, it m... by Gabriella R Tags: Lost, Change, Self Hate, Hate]]> Thu, 17 Aug 2017 02:55:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Lost, Change, Self Hate, Hate]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Quote: "My fear is a being, waiting and wa... by Marie Markham Tags: Fear]]> Wed, 16 Aug 2017 02:50:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Fear]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Picture: Last steps as a couple by Rose H. Together, Him, Moments, Last memory
Tags: Together, Him, Moments, Last Memory]]>
Mon, 24 Jul 2017 07:35:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/IbLg0GcR3kw/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1831 Together, Him, Moments, Last memory
Tags: Together, Him, Moments, Last Memory]]>
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Song: Rootless Tree by Damien Rice & Lisa Hannigan
What I want from you is empty your head
They say be true, don't stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree

What I want from us is empty our minds
We fake the thoughts, and fracture the times
We go blind when we've needed to see
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out

What I want from this
Is learn to let go
No not of you
Of all that's been told
Killers re-invent and believe
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Fuck you, fuck you, love you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Tags: Hurt, Breakup, Damien Rice]]>
Sun, 02 Jul 2017 22:35:05 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/0Z1TJdqH3Wc/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=239
What I want from you is empty your head
They say be true, don't stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree

What I want from us is empty our minds
We fake the thoughts, and fracture the times
We go blind when we've needed to see
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out

What I want from this
Is learn to let go
No not of you
Of all that's been told
Killers re-invent and believe
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Fuck you, fuck you, love you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Tags: Hurt, Breakup, Damien Rice]]>
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Quote: Sadness is but a wall between two g... by Khalil Gibran Tags: Sadness, Sad, Truth, Quote, True]]> Thu, 20 Apr 2017 18:25:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Sadness, Sad, Truth, Quote, True]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Picture: Crying Alone by LoveHurts sad girl, crying, heartbroken, sad
Tags: Sad Girl, Crying, Heartbroken, Sad]]>
Thu, 20 Apr 2017 15:15:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/pnBf5NypW0A/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1807 sad girl, crying, heartbroken, sad
Tags: Sad Girl, Crying, Heartbroken, Sad]]>
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Quote: If things didn't matter to you then... by Anjali tiwari Tags: Cry, Lost, Love]]> Wed, 19 Apr 2017 18:20:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Cry, Lost, Love]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Picture: In My Dreams, You'll Forever Be by jerry harrenstein memories, missing you
Tags: Memories, Missing You]]>
Wed, 19 Apr 2017 03:15:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/3tDo2I0I7t8/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1822 memories, missing you
Tags: Memories, Missing You]]>
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Quote: "The person we love is the person w... by Asrr Tags: Fact, Sad, Heartbroken]]> Tue, 18 Apr 2017 18:15:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Fact, Sad, Heartbroken]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Quote: The only thing separating me from w... by 2233564242 Tags: Society]]> Mon, 17 Apr 2017 18:10:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Society]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Picture: Alone by LoveHurts Sad, Alone, Why, Crying
Tags: Sad, Alone, Why, Crying]]>
Mon, 17 Apr 2017 15:10:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/4LqThySrt_8/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1806 Sad, Alone, Why, Crying
Tags: Sad, Alone, Why, Crying]]>
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Quote: Without you my days are Sadday, Mo... by unkown Sadday, Moanday,
Tearsday,
wasteday,
thirstday,
fightday, and
Shatterday
Tags: #withoutu #missu #hurt #depressed]]>
Sun, 16 Apr 2017 18:05:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Sadday, Moanday,
Tearsday,
wasteday,
thirstday,
fightday, and
Shatterday
Tags: #withoutu #missu #hurt #depressed]]>
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Picture: music helps by LoveHurts crying, music
Tags: Crying, Music]]>
Sun, 16 Apr 2017 03:05:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/fnJUDnjHUF4/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1803 crying, music
Tags: Crying, Music]]>
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Movie: La La Land by Damien Chazelle
Mia, an aspiring actress, serves lattes to movie stars in between auditions and Sebastian, a jazz musician, scrapes by playing cocktail party gigs in dingy bars, but as success mounts they are faced with decisions that begin to fray the fragile fabric of their love affair, and the dreams they worked so hard to maintain in each other threaten to rip them apart.

Tags: Breakup, Love, Life, Career]]>
Wed, 01 Feb 2017 05:33:18 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/61WP4mAQcK8/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=137
Mia, an aspiring actress, serves lattes to movie stars in between auditions and Sebastian, a jazz musician, scrapes by playing cocktail party gigs in dingy bars, but as success mounts they are faced with decisions that begin to fray the fragile fabric of their love affair, and the dreams they worked so hard to maintain in each other threaten to rip them apart.

Tags: Breakup, Love, Life, Career]]>
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Song: What will I Do Without Your Love by Jerry Harrenstein
Just as things get sweet
you back down again
leaving me to ponder if
this is the end.
When I think we are going
to meet my heart skips a beat
and capturing your love would
be something to cherish and keep.

Now you are fading out of view
and I do not know what to do.
When I last looked into your eyes
you began to cry and with hesitation
I wondered if I saw a lie.
Then I began to cry.
Do I go on without knowing, or do I
let my heart say I must be going?

My pain is so deep
I can not even sleep.
The days are getting shorter
and my love is going in that order.
Time is near my dear
and I must make things clear.
Perhaps a smile, or your gentle touch.
Would that be asking too much?

Loving you is all I want to do
and that is not hard for me to do
especially when it is someone like you.
I believe in love and you too, but
without your love what will I do?
What will I do without you...
Tags: Sad, Unloved]]>
Sat, 03 Dec 2016 19:51:20 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/0cfoHO95idc/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=238
Just as things get sweet
you back down again
leaving me to ponder if
this is the end.
When I think we are going
to meet my heart skips a beat
and capturing your love would
be something to cherish and keep.

Now you are fading out of view
and I do not know what to do.
When I last looked into your eyes
you began to cry and with hesitation
I wondered if I saw a lie.
Then I began to cry.
Do I go on without knowing, or do I
let my heart say I must be going?

My pain is so deep
I can not even sleep.
The days are getting shorter
and my love is going in that order.
Time is near my dear
and I must make things clear.
Perhaps a smile, or your gentle touch.
Would that be asking too much?

Loving you is all I want to do
and that is not hard for me to do
especially when it is someone like you.
I believe in love and you too, but
without your love what will I do?
What will I do without you...
Tags: Sad, Unloved]]>
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Picture: Gloomy Sunday by Neriak gloomy, art
Tags: Gloomy, Art]]>
Sat, 12 Nov 2016 08:05:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/j0vnxmSnUxo/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1798 gloomy, art
Tags: Gloomy, Art]]>
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Picture: Gloomy day by Smil gloomy, trees
Tags: Gloomy, Trees]]>
Thu, 10 Nov 2016 20:00:03 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/Y6W4cAylGCU/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1797 gloomy, trees
Tags: Gloomy, Trees]]>
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Picture: Your Kind Of Love Hurts by jerry harrenstein hurt, art
Tags: Hurt, Art]]>
Wed, 09 Nov 2016 08:00:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/4pbKXOk2SPU/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1771 hurt, art
Tags: Hurt, Art]]>
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Picture: Gloomy by malialeon gloomy, face
Tags: Gloomy, Face]]>
Tue, 08 Nov 2016 05:50:41 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/xi4jCckFK_4/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1796 gloomy, face
Tags: Gloomy, Face]]>
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Picture: Sad Lonely Boy by Shivam das alone, sad
Tags: Alone, Sad]]>
Mon, 25 Jul 2016 15:10:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/g0LMgnqUePg/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1772 alone, sad
Tags: Alone, Sad]]>
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Picture: Iranian sad by Hiva blood
Tags: Blood]]>
Sun, 24 Jul 2016 03:05:03 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/tvLZ01rxwxI/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1770 blood
Tags: Blood]]>
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Picture: Your Leaving Me by jerry harrenstein sad, heartbroken, scared, hurt
Tags: Sad, Heartbroken, Scared, Hurt]]>
Fri, 22 Jul 2016 15:05:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/BLqeaV-qo80/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1763 sad, heartbroken, scared, hurt
Tags: Sad, Heartbroken, Scared, Hurt]]>
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Picture: #PAIN# by sathees pain, broken, death
Tags: Pain, Broken, Death]]>
Thu, 21 Jul 2016 03:00:03 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ecbG9bNusRQ/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1762 pain, broken, death
Tags: Pain, Broken, Death]]>
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Article: Sadness and Recovery from Addiction  

For over 50 years now, standard treatments for recovery from addiction have included cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT) and 12-step approaches. The past couple of decades, though, have seen alternative treatment models emerge, largely because of the relatively low success rate of some of the most popular treatments available. Since there is no single road to addiction, standard treatments sometimes fail because they fail to address the needs of the particular individual, or the reasons why they have sought their own private escape, through drugs. Addiction can arise from a variety of causes, according to recent research. Contributing causes include genetic factors, having a mental illness, abuse, etc.

Alternative therapies that are currently being used successfully in many top rehabilitation centers across the globe include yoga and mindfulness meditation (which focus on keeping the individual’s mind ‘in the here and now’, encouraging them to feel and ‘ride through’ their cravings instead of succumbing to a ‘higher power’ for help or trying to push their desires away). Horticultural therapy and art therapy, too, have garnered their fair share of success; the former because of its strong mindfulness component and the latter because of its ability to embrace an addict’s ambivalent feelings about quitting drugs. Art therapy is an important component of motivational interviewing, which seeks to promote reliance on the self to overcome addiction by finding inspiring reasons to quit.

A person who is addicted to drugs has many positive things to look forward to when they are drug-free. These include mending bridges with family and friends who may feel let down, finding one’s place in one’s profession once again and having he chance to do what ignites one’s passion, and enjoying a sense of greater physical and mental wellness. Motivational interviewing through art therapy, however, provides the recovering person with the chance to express their sadness. It is unrealistic to think that there is nothing an addict will miss when they are no longer using and they should have a chance to recognize and express their ambivalent feelings. Because art is so symbolic, it permits many interpretations and through their work (and with an aid of a trained therapist), the person in recovery can talk about why using drugs fulfilled them, without feeling like they are being judged, blamed or criticized.

What is there to feel sad about when one quits drug use? Addicts in recovery may miss the group of friends they used to use with, or a person they were romantically involved with; they may miss the high, the feeling of escape, the elation of avoiding responsibility. The individual should be allowed to express their grief about quitting drugs. Like all other grief, theirs travels through different stages (denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance). Note that depression (feeling intensely sad, feeling hopeless or without the motivation to do things one used to love) is an undeniable part of the recovery process. We should never disenfranchise someone of the right to grieve, yet many recovery therapies fail because they seek to do just that. Families and friends should be sensitive to this issue and should not force the individual to see only the positive side of recovery.

Sadness should be acknowledged and heard, largely because for many drug users, it is a feeling of emptiness, loneliness or lack of self-worth that lead them to use drugs in the first place. Families supporting a loved one through recovery can help their loved one by also undergoing therapy/counselling. When a loved one is struggling, the last thing they need is to be nagged, criticized or blamed, yet family members, too, should refrain from blaming themselves. Rather, any weaknesses in the family’s manner of communication, poor conflict resolution techniques etc. should be identified and addressed, with family members always looking ahead towards the common goal – helping the person in recovery and every other member in the family achieve greater health and wellbeing. During counselling, family members, too, should be encouraged to express their sadness. Many individuals harbour guilt because they feel they could have done more for their loved one, yet in the end, the causes of addiction are too profound and complex to identify so that everyone should work on improving what they can, accepting themselves and their loved one just as they are – with their sadness, anger, and disappointment, but also with their dreams, their hope and their love, which always remains, regardless of the vicissitudes faced.

 

- Article from Gemma Galway 


Tags: Recovery, Drug, Sadness, Gemma Galway]]>
Fri, 15 Jul 2016 09:36:08 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/AP3Ex0QBZ8k/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=6  

For over 50 years now, standard treatments for recovery from addiction have included cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT) and 12-step approaches. The past couple of decades, though, have seen alternative treatment models emerge, largely because of the relatively low success rate of some of the most popular treatments available. Since there is no single road to addiction, standard treatments sometimes fail because they fail to address the needs of the particular individual, or the reasons why they have sought their own private escape, through drugs. Addiction can arise from a variety of causes, according to recent research. Contributing causes include genetic factors, having a mental illness, abuse, etc.

Alternative therapies that are currently being used successfully in many top rehabilitation centers across the globe include yoga and mindfulness meditation (which focus on keeping the individual’s mind ‘in the here and now’, encouraging them to feel and ‘ride through’ their cravings instead of succumbing to a ‘higher power’ for help or trying to push their desires away). Horticultural therapy and art therapy, too, have garnered their fair share of success; the former because of its strong mindfulness component and the latter because of its ability to embrace an addict’s ambivalent feelings about quitting drugs. Art therapy is an important component of motivational interviewing, which seeks to promote reliance on the self to overcome addiction by finding inspiring reasons to quit.

A person who is addicted to drugs has many positive things to look forward to when they are drug-free. These include mending bridges with family and friends who may feel let down, finding one’s place in one’s profession once again and having he chance to do what ignites one’s passion, and enjoying a sense of greater physical and mental wellness. Motivational interviewing through art therapy, however, provides the recovering person with the chance to express their sadness. It is unrealistic to think that there is nothing an addict will miss when they are no longer using and they should have a chance to recognize and express their ambivalent feelings. Because art is so symbolic, it permits many interpretations and through their work (and with an aid of a trained therapist), the person in recovery can talk about why using drugs fulfilled them, without feeling like they are being judged, blamed or criticized.

What is there to feel sad about when one quits drug use? Addicts in recovery may miss the group of friends they used to use with, or a person they were romantically involved with; they may miss the high, the feeling of escape, the elation of avoiding responsibility. The individual should be allowed to express their grief about quitting drugs. Like all other grief, theirs travels through different stages (denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance). Note that depression (feeling intensely sad, feeling hopeless or without the motivation to do things one used to love) is an undeniable part of the recovery process. We should never disenfranchise someone of the right to grieve, yet many recovery therapies fail because they seek to do just that. Families and friends should be sensitive to this issue and should not force the individual to see only the positive side of recovery.

Sadness should be acknowledged and heard, largely because for many drug users, it is a feeling of emptiness, loneliness or lack of self-worth that lead them to use drugs in the first place. Families supporting a loved one through recovery can help their loved one by also undergoing therapy/counselling. When a loved one is struggling, the last thing they need is to be nagged, criticized or blamed, yet family members, too, should refrain from blaming themselves. Rather, any weaknesses in the family’s manner of communication, poor conflict resolution techniques etc. should be identified and addressed, with family members always looking ahead towards the common goal – helping the person in recovery and every other member in the family achieve greater health and wellbeing. During counselling, family members, too, should be encouraged to express their sadness. Many individuals harbour guilt because they feel they could have done more for their loved one, yet in the end, the causes of addiction are too profound and complex to identify so that everyone should work on improving what they can, accepting themselves and their loved one just as they are – with their sadness, anger, and disappointment, but also with their dreams, their hope and their love, which always remains, regardless of the vicissitudes faced.

 

- Article from Gemma Galway 


Tags: Recovery, Drug, Sadness, Gemma Galway]]>
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Article: The Cathartic Nature of Sad Music

Popular music tends to fall into two wide (and generalised) categories): it is either the kind of music you want to dance to, and listen to when you are partying with your friends or, it is soulful and heart-breaking ballads that make you want to think, reminisce about loves that you have lost, and have a good cry.

There is nothing wrong with crying when listening to sad music: in fact, it is a common and natural response. What you may not realise however is that crying in these circumstances can actually be cathartic, helping to stabilise your emotions and, ultimately release hormones that make you feel happier and more well-balanced. This is supported by research from a study into our complicated emotional responses to sad music, conducted by researchers at the Free University of Berlin in Germany. They interviewed 772 music lovers from around the world and found that rather than making them feel exclusively sad, listening to sad music also made them feel nostalgic, tender and peaceful.  The researchers concluded that “For many individuals, listening to sad music can actually lead to beneficial emotional effects…  “Music-evoked sadness can be appreciated not only as an aesthetic, abstract reward, but [it] also plays a role in well-being, by providing consolation as well as regulating negative moods and emotions.”

The Mood of the Audience

It is true that people tend to listen to sad music when they are feeling sad themselves. However, that doesn’t mean that listening to those designated ‘sad songs’ will make them sadder. In fact, it may help to regulate your mood, put your own sad emotions back into perspective and, ultimately, you may find that you get to the end of your favourite sad album feeling happier, more calm, and generally in a much better mood.  Thus the intended emotions depicted in the song are not necessarily reflected in the mood of their audience.

It is no coincidence that many of the best musicians, composers and song writers are no strangers to sadness themselves: whether they have suffered from the personal tragedy of loss, or feel a sense of wider sadness in the world (caused by hyper-sensitivity, depression, or mental illness) many musical artists will report that they understand sadness and pain. Many musical performers also succumb to the hell and subsequent sadness of alcoholism and substance abuse, which is probably why they have such a natural affinity with sadness, and why it is a common theme in their work. It is widely reported that writing about sad experiences can be cathartic. In fact, individuals that indulge in memoir writing and keeping a diary are found to be happier overall than individuals who don’t write down their thoughts and feelings and ‘writing therapy’ is a widely acknowledged and very effective treatment for individuals suffering from depression, anxiety, or overcoming substance abuse problems. Therefore it could well be that for the artists involved, writing their sad songs is actually a cathartic act, designed to help them to overcome their sad and negative emotions and break through to a place that is healthier and happier.

An Important Form of Self-Expression

For adolescents and adults experiencing emotional or mental health disconnections, sad music can be appealing because it provides a way of verbalising emotions they are experiencing but simply don’t have  the vocabulary to express themselves. This is also common as a way of self-expression amongst teenager: choosing to listen to sad or angry music (for example) as a way of expressing, in a non-verbal way, the way that they feel towards their parents, their peers, or the world in general. However that doesn’t mean that those individuals are feeling sad or angry: by expressing those emotions through their musical choices, they are often able to relieve themselves of their stress and tension, meaning that they end their listening experience feeling calm, heard, understood and under control

No matter what your reason for choosing to listen to a sad tune or two, there is nothing more cathartic than listening to a truly sad song, so why not turn on your stereo and listen to some of your favourites. However, don’t be surprised if you find yourself feeling happy and calm, and not sad at all, at the end of your session. 

 

- Article from Gemma Galway 


Tags: Music, Sad Music, Gemma Galway]]>
Mon, 11 Jul 2016 03:41:46 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/3902LYKk_DU/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=5

Popular music tends to fall into two wide (and generalised) categories): it is either the kind of music you want to dance to, and listen to when you are partying with your friends or, it is soulful and heart-breaking ballads that make you want to think, reminisce about loves that you have lost, and have a good cry.

There is nothing wrong with crying when listening to sad music: in fact, it is a common and natural response. What you may not realise however is that crying in these circumstances can actually be cathartic, helping to stabilise your emotions and, ultimately release hormones that make you feel happier and more well-balanced. This is supported by research from a study into our complicated emotional responses to sad music, conducted by researchers at the Free University of Berlin in Germany. They interviewed 772 music lovers from around the world and found that rather than making them feel exclusively sad, listening to sad music also made them feel nostalgic, tender and peaceful.  The researchers concluded that “For many individuals, listening to sad music can actually lead to beneficial emotional effects…  “Music-evoked sadness can be appreciated not only as an aesthetic, abstract reward, but [it] also plays a role in well-being, by providing consolation as well as regulating negative moods and emotions.”

The Mood of the Audience

It is true that people tend to listen to sad music when they are feeling sad themselves. However, that doesn’t mean that listening to those designated ‘sad songs’ will make them sadder. In fact, it may help to regulate your mood, put your own sad emotions back into perspective and, ultimately, you may find that you get to the end of your favourite sad album feeling happier, more calm, and generally in a much better mood.  Thus the intended emotions depicted in the song are not necessarily reflected in the mood of their audience.

It is no coincidence that many of the best musicians, composers and song writers are no strangers to sadness themselves: whether they have suffered from the personal tragedy of loss, or feel a sense of wider sadness in the world (caused by hyper-sensitivity, depression, or mental illness) many musical artists will report that they understand sadness and pain. Many musical performers also succumb to the hell and subsequent sadness of alcoholism and substance abuse, which is probably why they have such a natural affinity with sadness, and why it is a common theme in their work. It is widely reported that writing about sad experiences can be cathartic. In fact, individuals that indulge in memoir writing and keeping a diary are found to be happier overall than individuals who don’t write down their thoughts and feelings and ‘writing therapy’ is a widely acknowledged and very effective treatment for individuals suffering from depression, anxiety, or overcoming substance abuse problems. Therefore it could well be that for the artists involved, writing their sad songs is actually a cathartic act, designed to help them to overcome their sad and negative emotions and break through to a place that is healthier and happier.

An Important Form of Self-Expression

For adolescents and adults experiencing emotional or mental health disconnections, sad music can be appealing because it provides a way of verbalising emotions they are experiencing but simply don’t have  the vocabulary to express themselves. This is also common as a way of self-expression amongst teenager: choosing to listen to sad or angry music (for example) as a way of expressing, in a non-verbal way, the way that they feel towards their parents, their peers, or the world in general. However that doesn’t mean that those individuals are feeling sad or angry: by expressing those emotions through their musical choices, they are often able to relieve themselves of their stress and tension, meaning that they end their listening experience feeling calm, heard, understood and under control

No matter what your reason for choosing to listen to a sad tune or two, there is nothing more cathartic than listening to a truly sad song, so why not turn on your stereo and listen to some of your favourites. However, don’t be surprised if you find yourself feeling happy and calm, and not sad at all, at the end of your session. 

 

- Article from Gemma Galway 


Tags: Music, Sad Music, Gemma Galway]]>
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Picture: how hard it is to hold on to by alone in tears alone, tears, missing, isolated, crying, lonely, tired, broken
Tags: Alone, Tears, Missing, Isolated, Crying, Lonely, Tired, Broken]]>
Tue, 07 Jun 2016 13:05:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/60tyQmhcmUQ/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1756 alone, tears, missing, isolated, crying, lonely, tired, broken
Tags: Alone, Tears, Missing, Isolated, Crying, Lonely, Tired, Broken]]>
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Picture: The Killing by Kaitlin pills, death, depression
Tags: Pills, Death, Depression]]>
Mon, 06 Jun 2016 01:00:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/wfXGd1Aj4Go/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1754 pills, death, depression
Tags: Pills, Death, Depression]]>
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Song: So Close by Evanescence
I've spent so much time throwing rocks at your window
That I never even knocked on the front door

I walk by statues never even made one chip
but if i could leave a mark on the monument of the heart
I just might lay myself down for a little more than I had the last day

Wait a time to spare these lies we tell ourselves
These days have come and gone
But this time is sweeter than honey
Tags: Evanescence, Longing, Unloved]]>
Thu, 13 Nov 2014 23:36:33 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XnW0apgqaZI/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=237
I've spent so much time throwing rocks at your window
That I never even knocked on the front door

I walk by statues never even made one chip
but if i could leave a mark on the monument of the heart
I just might lay myself down for a little more than I had the last day

Wait a time to spare these lies we tell ourselves
These days have come and gone
But this time is sweeter than honey
Tags: Evanescence, Longing, Unloved]]>
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Video: The Divorce

Tags: Love, Divorce, Breakup, Hurt]]>
Mon, 10 Nov 2014 10:38:19 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/5ae2iaxdc08/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=75

Tags: Love, Divorce, Breakup, Hurt]]>
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Video: A life story

Tags: Life, Love, Death, Animal]]>
Fri, 31 Oct 2014 10:18:04 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/RBSFCrhj2Z0/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=74

Tags: Life, Love, Death, Animal]]>
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Video: A Blind Father and His Daughter - Short Sad Story

Tags: Blind, Father, Family]]>
Fri, 31 Oct 2014 10:08:58 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/lu8vMCaZBbU/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=73

Tags: Blind, Father, Family]]>
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Video: My Shoes
And most importantly, Be Happy With What You Have.

Tags: Shoes, Unhappy, Unloved]]>
Fri, 31 Oct 2014 10:04:19 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ihCpuvaWmSM/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=72
And most importantly, Be Happy With What You Have.

Tags: Shoes, Unhappy, Unloved]]>
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Song: Heartless by Kriss Allen
In the night
I hear 'em talk
Coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

How could you be so
Cold as the winter wind when it breeze yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You know need to watch the way you talkin' to me you know
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
And yo I know of some things that you ain't told me
And yo I did some things but that's the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me
So you walk around like you don't know me
You got a new friend
Well I got homies
But in the end it's still so lonely

In the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

How could be so Dr. Evil
You're bringin' out a side of me that I dont know
I decided we weren't gon' speak so
Why we up 3 A.M. on the phone
Why does she be so mad at me fo'
Homie I dont know she's hot and cold
I won't stop I won't mess my groove up
'Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that you're leaving me
They say that they don't see what you see in me
You wait a couple months then you gon' see
You'll never find nobody better than
Me

'Cause in the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

Talk and talk and talk and talk
Baby let's just knock it off
They don't know what we been through
They don't know 'bout me and you
So I got something new to see
And you just gon' keep hatin' me
And we just gon' be enemies
I know you can't believe
I could just leave it wrong
And you can't make it right
I'm gon' take off tonight
Into the night

In the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far far far he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless
Oh

'Cause in the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
Tags: Kriss Allen, Heartbroken, Hurt, Rock]]>
Mon, 20 Oct 2014 08:39:39 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/r6Ky2E6T_ow/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=236
In the night
I hear 'em talk
Coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

How could you be so
Cold as the winter wind when it breeze yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You know need to watch the way you talkin' to me you know
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
And yo I know of some things that you ain't told me
And yo I did some things but that's the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me
So you walk around like you don't know me
You got a new friend
Well I got homies
But in the end it's still so lonely

In the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

How could be so Dr. Evil
You're bringin' out a side of me that I dont know
I decided we weren't gon' speak so
Why we up 3 A.M. on the phone
Why does she be so mad at me fo'
Homie I dont know she's hot and cold
I won't stop I won't mess my groove up
'Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that you're leaving me
They say that they don't see what you see in me
You wait a couple months then you gon' see
You'll never find nobody better than
Me

'Cause in the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

Talk and talk and talk and talk
Baby let's just knock it off
They don't know what we been through
They don't know 'bout me and you
So I got something new to see
And you just gon' keep hatin' me
And we just gon' be enemies
I know you can't believe
I could just leave it wrong
And you can't make it right
I'm gon' take off tonight
Into the night

In the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far far far he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless
Oh

'Cause in the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
Tags: Kriss Allen, Heartbroken, Hurt, Rock]]>
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Movie: If I Stay by R.J. Cutler
Mia Hall thought the hardest decision she would ever face would be whether to pursue her musical dreams at Juilliard or follow a different path to be with the love of her life, Adam. But what should have been a carefree family drive changes everything in an instant, and now her own life hangs in the balance. Caught between life and death for one revealing day, Mia has only one decision left, which will not only decide her future but her ultimate fate.

Tags: Accident, Coma]]>
Wed, 08 Oct 2014 06:15:52 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/bMVo7Zrafsw/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=136
Mia Hall thought the hardest decision she would ever face would be whether to pursue her musical dreams at Juilliard or follow a different path to be with the love of her life, Adam. But what should have been a carefree family drive changes everything in an instant, and now her own life hangs in the balance. Caught between life and death for one revealing day, Mia has only one decision left, which will not only decide her future but her ultimate fate.

Tags: Accident, Coma]]>
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Song: Dreaming With a Broken Heart by John Mayer
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for a moment, you can hardly breathe

Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No, she's not 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with her crying eyes
Then all at once, you have to say goodbye

Wondering could you stay, my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No, she can't 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
And do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my
Roses in my hand?

And would you get them if I did?
No, you won't 'cause you're gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
Tags: John Mayer, Broken, Hurt, Heart]]>
Sun, 21 Sep 2014 08:05:32 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/kVoGGmAFMFI/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=235
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for a moment, you can hardly breathe

Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No, she's not 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with her crying eyes
Then all at once, you have to say goodbye

Wondering could you stay, my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No, she can't 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
And do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my
Roses in my hand?

And would you get them if I did?
No, you won't 'cause you're gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
Tags: John Mayer, Broken, Hurt, Heart]]>
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Video: The Little Girl In The Hallway

Tags: Child, Missing]]>
Thu, 18 Sep 2014 07:44:28 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/uinGwZ0hJcQ/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=71

Tags: Child, Missing]]>
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Video: *WARNING* This WILL make you cry.

Tags: Cry, Sadness, Pain]]>
Wed, 03 Sep 2014 20:19:57 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/eYmaBHR5nVA/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=70

Tags: Cry, Sadness, Pain]]>
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Video: South Park - Beautiful Sadness Raisins - Season 7, Episode 14

Tags: South Park, Alone]]>
Wed, 03 Sep 2014 20:14:53 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ymlMGUh6DC4/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=69 Raisins - Season 7, Episode 14

Tags: South Park, Alone]]>
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Video: A heart touching story of a deaf girl.

Tags: Hearttouching, Sad, Anger]]>
Sun, 24 Aug 2014 21:38:51 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/H9_StxA2268/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=68

Tags: Hearttouching, Sad, Anger]]>
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Video: deepest part of your heart.

Tags: Heart, Teacher]]>
Sun, 24 Aug 2014 21:36:15 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/EeJEeh0I4-Y/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=67

Tags: Heart, Teacher]]>
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Movie: The Remains of the Day (1993) by James Ivory
A rule bound head butler's world of manners and decorum in the household he maintains is tested by the arrival of a housekeeper who falls in love with him in post-WWI Britain. The possibility of romance and his master's cultivation of ties with the Nazi cause challenge his carefully maintained veneer of servitude.

Tags: James Ivory, Drama, Romance]]>
Sun, 24 Aug 2014 21:20:52 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/fVcefZCdhuA/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=135
A rule bound head butler's world of manners and decorum in the household he maintains is tested by the arrival of a housekeeper who falls in love with him in post-WWI Britain. The possibility of romance and his master's cultivation of ties with the Nazi cause challenge his carefully maintained veneer of servitude.

Tags: James Ivory, Drama, Romance]]>
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Song: Dear John by Taylor Swift
Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine

You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known

Well, maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame
Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said run as fast as you can

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played by
Your dark twisted games when I loved you so
I should've known

You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes
'Cause you've burn them out

But I took your matches before fire could catch me
So don't look now
I'm shining like fireworks over
Your sad, empty town

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think i was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote you a song
You should've known

You should've known
Don't you think I was too young?
You should've known
Tags: Taylor Swift, Tears, Saddest]]>
Wed, 20 Aug 2014 22:30:15 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/-C8cBcypXKA/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=234
Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine

You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known

Well, maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame
Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said run as fast as you can

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played by
Your dark twisted games when I loved you so
I should've known

You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes
'Cause you've burn them out

But I took your matches before fire could catch me
So don't look now
I'm shining like fireworks over
Your sad, empty town

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think i was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote you a song
You should've known

You should've known
Don't you think I was too young?
You should've known
Tags: Taylor Swift, Tears, Saddest]]>
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Song: Come In With The Rain by Taylor Swift
I could go back to every laugh,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore,
And I know all the steps up to your door,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore.

Talk to the wind, talk to the sky,
Talk to the man with the reasons why,
And let me know what you find.

I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cause I’m too tired at night to call your name.
Just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I could stand up and sing you a song,
But I don’t wanna’ have to go that far.
And I, I’ve got you down,
I know you by heart,
And you don’t even know where I start.

Talk to yourself, talk to the tears,
Talk to the man who put you here,
And don’t wait for the sky to clear.

I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cus I’m too tired at night to call your name.
Oh, just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I’ve watched you so long,
Screamed your name,
I don’t know what else I can say.

But I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cus I’m too tired at night for all these games.
Just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I could go back to every laugh,
But I don’t wanna’ go there anymore…
Tags: Taylor Swift, Sorrow, Breakup]]>
Wed, 20 Aug 2014 22:27:18 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/lMuaMHpEyzM/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=233
I could go back to every laugh,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore,
And I know all the steps up to your door,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore.

Talk to the wind, talk to the sky,
Talk to the man with the reasons why,
And let me know what you find.

I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cause I’m too tired at night to call your name.
Just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I could stand up and sing you a song,
But I don’t wanna’ have to go that far.
And I, I’ve got you down,
I know you by heart,
And you don’t even know where I start.

Talk to yourself, talk to the tears,
Talk to the man who put you here,
And don’t wait for the sky to clear.

I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cus I’m too tired at night to call your name.
Oh, just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I’ve watched you so long,
Screamed your name,
I don’t know what else I can say.

But I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cus I’m too tired at night for all these games.
Just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I could go back to every laugh,
But I don’t wanna’ go there anymore…
Tags: Taylor Swift, Sorrow, Breakup]]>
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Movie: Children Underground (2001) by Edet Belzberg
One of the most astonishing and engaging cinematic works of the past decade, CHILDREN UNDERGROUND is a profoundly intimate and heart-wrenching drama about homeless children struggling for survival on the streets and in the subways of Bucharest, Romania.

Tags: Edet Belzberg, Documentary]]>
Wed, 20 Aug 2014 22:22:42 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/oflPw8gc7HY/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=134
One of the most astonishing and engaging cinematic works of the past decade, CHILDREN UNDERGROUND is a profoundly intimate and heart-wrenching drama about homeless children struggling for survival on the streets and in the subways of Bucharest, Romania.

Tags: Edet Belzberg, Documentary]]>
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Movie: Dogville (2003) by Lars Von Trier
Late one night, a beautiful and well-dressed young woman, Grace, arrives in the mountainous old mining town of Dogville as a fugitive; following the sound of gunshots in the distance which have been heard by Tom, the self-appointed moral spokesman for the town. Persuaded by Tom, the town agree to hide Grace, and in return she freely helps the locals. However, when the Sheriff from a neighbouring town posts a Missing notice, advertising a reward for revealing her whereabouts, the townsfolk require a better deal from Grace, in return for their silence; and when the Sheriff returns some weeks later with a Wanted poster, even though the citizens know her to be innocent of the false charges against her, the town's sense of goodness takes a sinister turn and the price of Grace's freedom becomes a workload and treatment akin to that of a slave. But Grace has a deadly secret that the townsfolk will eventually encounter.

Tags: Lars Von Trier, Drama]]>
Wed, 20 Aug 2014 22:19:30 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/S4qf6oVGu4U/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=133
Late one night, a beautiful and well-dressed young woman, Grace, arrives in the mountainous old mining town of Dogville as a fugitive; following the sound of gunshots in the distance which have been heard by Tom, the self-appointed moral spokesman for the town. Persuaded by Tom, the town agree to hide Grace, and in return she freely helps the locals. However, when the Sheriff from a neighbouring town posts a Missing notice, advertising a reward for revealing her whereabouts, the townsfolk require a better deal from Grace, in return for their silence; and when the Sheriff returns some weeks later with a Wanted poster, even though the citizens know her to be innocent of the false charges against her, the town's sense of goodness takes a sinister turn and the price of Grace's freedom becomes a workload and treatment akin to that of a slave. But Grace has a deadly secret that the townsfolk will eventually encounter.

Tags: Lars Von Trier, Drama]]>
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Video: Sad Emotional Love Story With Sad Music

Tags: Sadness, Cry, Death]]>
Mon, 11 Aug 2014 11:01:04 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ANX7uMBkOLM/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=66

Tags: Sadness, Cry, Death]]>
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Video: Heart Touching Video Father and son are sitting on a bench. Suddenly a sparrow lands across them.
You don't need to be looking for some deep ideas of the video. You either feel the message deep within yourself or you don't.

Tags: Emotional, Cry, Father, Son]]>
Mon, 11 Aug 2014 10:49:10 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/9IbgNJX6WkA/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=65 Father and son are sitting on a bench. Suddenly a sparrow lands across them.
You don't need to be looking for some deep ideas of the video. You either feel the message deep within yourself or you don't.

Tags: Emotional, Cry, Father, Son]]>
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Movie: Blue Is the Warmest Color (2013) by Abdellatif Kechiche
Adèle is a high school student who is beginning to explore herself as a woman. She dates men but finds no satisfaction with them sexually, and is rejected by a female friend who she does desire. She dreams of something more. She meets Emma who is a free spirited girl whom Adèle's friends reject due to her sexuality, and by association most begin to reject Adèle. Her relationship with Emma grows into more than just friends as she is the only person with whom she can express herself openly. Together, Adèle and Emma explore social acceptance, sexuality, and the emotional spectrum of their maturing relationship.

Tags: Abdellatif Kechiche, Drama]]>
Sat, 09 Aug 2014 21:53:43 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/2rYuPvKJUhA/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=132
Adèle is a high school student who is beginning to explore herself as a woman. She dates men but finds no satisfaction with them sexually, and is rejected by a female friend who she does desire. She dreams of something more. She meets Emma who is a free spirited girl whom Adèle's friends reject due to her sexuality, and by association most begin to reject Adèle. Her relationship with Emma grows into more than just friends as she is the only person with whom she can express herself openly. Together, Adèle and Emma explore social acceptance, sexuality, and the emotional spectrum of their maturing relationship.

Tags: Abdellatif Kechiche, Drama]]>
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Movie: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button by David Fincher
On the day that Hurricane Katrina hits New Orleans, elderly Daisy Williams (nee Fuller) is on her deathbed in a New Orleans hospital. At her side is her adult daughter, Caroline. Daisy asks Caroline to read to her aloud the diary of Daisy's lifelong friend, Benjamin Button. Benjamin's diary recounts his entire extraordinary life, the primary unusual aspect of which was his aging backwards, being diagnosed with several aging diseases at birth and thus given little chance of survival, but who does survive and gets younger with time. Abandoned by his biological father, Thomas Button, after Benjamin's biological mother died in childbirth, Benjamin was raised by Queenie, a black woman and caregiver at a seniors home. Daisy's grandmother was a resident at that home, which is where she first met Benjamin. Although separated through the years, Daisy and Benjamin remain in contact throughout their lives, reconnecting in their forties when in age they finally match up. Some of the revelations ...

Tags: David Fincher, Romance, Drama, Fantasy]]>
Sat, 09 Aug 2014 21:51:37 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/eZs8nvacXGU/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=131
On the day that Hurricane Katrina hits New Orleans, elderly Daisy Williams (nee Fuller) is on her deathbed in a New Orleans hospital. At her side is her adult daughter, Caroline. Daisy asks Caroline to read to her aloud the diary of Daisy's lifelong friend, Benjamin Button. Benjamin's diary recounts his entire extraordinary life, the primary unusual aspect of which was his aging backwards, being diagnosed with several aging diseases at birth and thus given little chance of survival, but who does survive and gets younger with time. Abandoned by his biological father, Thomas Button, after Benjamin's biological mother died in childbirth, Benjamin was raised by Queenie, a black woman and caregiver at a seniors home. Daisy's grandmother was a resident at that home, which is where she first met Benjamin. Although separated through the years, Daisy and Benjamin remain in contact throughout their lives, reconnecting in their forties when in age they finally match up. Some of the revelations ...

Tags: David Fincher, Romance, Drama, Fantasy]]>
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Song: You're Not Sorry by Taylor Swift
All this time I was wasting,
Hoping you would come around
I've been giving out chances every time
And all you do is let me down
And it's taken me this long
Baby but I figured you out
And you're thinking we'll be fine again,
But not this time around

You don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no oh

Looking so innocent,
I might believe you if I didn't know
Could've loved you all my life
If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold
And you got your share of secrets
And I'm tired of being last to know
And now you're asking me to listen
Cause it's worked each time before

But you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no, oh

You're not sorry no no oh

You had me crying for you honey
And it never would've gone away, no
You used to shine so bright
But I watched all of it fade

So you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
There's nothing left to beg for
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no oh

You're not sorry, no no oh
Tags: Taylor Swift, Sorrow, Sorry]]>
Wed, 23 Jul 2014 22:07:35 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/pDZIcM_cHnc/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=232
All this time I was wasting,
Hoping you would come around
I've been giving out chances every time
And all you do is let me down
And it's taken me this long
Baby but I figured you out
And you're thinking we'll be fine again,
But not this time around

You don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no oh

Looking so innocent,
I might believe you if I didn't know
Could've loved you all my life
If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold
And you got your share of secrets
And I'm tired of being last to know
And now you're asking me to listen
Cause it's worked each time before

But you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no, oh

You're not sorry no no oh

You had me crying for you honey
And it never would've gone away, no
You used to shine so bright
But I watched all of it fade

So you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
There's nothing left to beg for
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no oh

You're not sorry, no no oh
Tags: Taylor Swift, Sorrow, Sorry]]>
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Song: Still Loving You by Scorpions
Time, it needs time
To win back your love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, only love
Can bring back your love someday
I will be there, I will be there

I'll fight, babe, I'll fight
To win back your love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, only love
Can break down the wall someday
I will be there, I will be there

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Your pride has built a wall, so strong
That I can't get through
Is there really no chance
To start once again
I'm loving you

Try, baby try
To trust in my love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, our love
Just shouldn't be thrown away
I will be there, I will be there

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Your pride has built a wall, so strong
That I can't get through
Is there really no chance
To start once again

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Yes, I've hurt your pride, and I know
What you've been through
You should give me a chance
This can't be the end
I'm still loving you
I'm still loving you, I need your love
I'm still loving you
Tags: Scorpions, Love, Pride]]>
Wed, 23 Jul 2014 22:05:30 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/tCXTTC2ejxI/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=231
Time, it needs time
To win back your love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, only love
Can bring back your love someday
I will be there, I will be there

I'll fight, babe, I'll fight
To win back your love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, only love
Can break down the wall someday
I will be there, I will be there

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Your pride has built a wall, so strong
That I can't get through
Is there really no chance
To start once again
I'm loving you

Try, baby try
To trust in my love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, our love
Just shouldn't be thrown away
I will be there, I will be there

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Your pride has built a wall, so strong
That I can't get through
Is there really no chance
To start once again

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Yes, I've hurt your pride, and I know
What you've been through
You should give me a chance
This can't be the end
I'm still loving you
I'm still loving you, I need your love
I'm still loving you
Tags: Scorpions, Love, Pride]]>
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Movie: Sunshine (1999) by István Szabó
The film follows a Jewish family living in Hungary through three generations, rising from humble beginnings to positions of wealth and power in the crumbling Austro-Hungarian Empire. The patriarch becomes a prominent judge but is torn when his government sanctions anti-Jewish persecutions. His son converts to Christianity to advance his career as a champion fencer and Olympic hero, but is caught up in the Holocaust. Finally, the grandson, after surviving war, revolution, loss and betrayal, realizes that his ultimate allegiance must be to himself and his heritage.

Tags: István Szabó, Drama, Romance]]>
Tue, 22 Jul 2014 21:55:50 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/M-Lo6JHcIRI/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=130
The film follows a Jewish family living in Hungary through three generations, rising from humble beginnings to positions of wealth and power in the crumbling Austro-Hungarian Empire. The patriarch becomes a prominent judge but is torn when his government sanctions anti-Jewish persecutions. His son converts to Christianity to advance his career as a champion fencer and Olympic hero, but is caught up in the Holocaust. Finally, the grandson, after surviving war, revolution, loss and betrayal, realizes that his ultimate allegiance must be to himself and his heritage.

Tags: István Szabó, Drama, Romance]]>
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Movie: The Duchess (2008) by Saul Dibb
Georgiana Spencer became Duchess of Devonshire on her marriage to the Duke in 1774, at the height of the Georgian period, a period of fashion, decadence, and political change. Spirited and adored by the public at large she quickly found her marriage to be a disappointment, defined by her duty to produce a male heir and the Duke's philandering and callous indifference to her. She befriends Lady Bess but finds she is once again betrayed by her husband who wields his power with the three eventually living uncomfortably together. Against this background, and with the pressures of an unfaithful husband, strict social pressures and constant public scrutiny, Georgiana falls passionately in love with Charles Grey, a rising young Whig politician. However, despite his ongoing liaison with Lady Bess, the Duke refuses to allow her to continue the affair and threatens to take her children from her.

Tags: Saul Dibb, Biography, Drama, History]]>
Tue, 22 Jul 2014 21:36:47 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/VEaqnhN_m6E/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=129
Georgiana Spencer became Duchess of Devonshire on her marriage to the Duke in 1774, at the height of the Georgian period, a period of fashion, decadence, and political change. Spirited and adored by the public at large she quickly found her marriage to be a disappointment, defined by her duty to produce a male heir and the Duke's philandering and callous indifference to her. She befriends Lady Bess but finds she is once again betrayed by her husband who wields his power with the three eventually living uncomfortably together. Against this background, and with the pressures of an unfaithful husband, strict social pressures and constant public scrutiny, Georgiana falls passionately in love with Charles Grey, a rising young Whig politician. However, despite his ongoing liaison with Lady Bess, the Duke refuses to allow her to continue the affair and threatens to take her children from her.

Tags: Saul Dibb, Biography, Drama, History]]>
http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=129
Movie: Australia (2008) by Baz Luhrmann
In northern Australia at the beginning of World War II, an English aristocrat inherits a cattle station the size of Maryland. When English cattle barons plot to take her land, she reluctantly joins forces with a rough-hewn stock-man to drive 2,000 head of cattle across hundreds of miles of the country's most unforgiving land, only to still face the bombing of Darwin, Australia, by the Japanese forces that had attacked Pearl Harbor only months earlier.

Tags: Baz Luhrmann, History, Drama]]>
Sun, 20 Jul 2014 22:37:06 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/-qDtDlhV7PI/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=128
In northern Australia at the beginning of World War II, an English aristocrat inherits a cattle station the size of Maryland. When English cattle barons plot to take her land, she reluctantly joins forces with a rough-hewn stock-man to drive 2,000 head of cattle across hundreds of miles of the country's most unforgiving land, only to still face the bombing of Darwin, Australia, by the Japanese forces that had attacked Pearl Harbor only months earlier.

Tags: Baz Luhrmann, History, Drama]]>
http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=128
Song: All Of Me by John Legend
[Verse 1:]
What would I do without your smart mouth?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down
What's going on in that beautiful mind
I'm on your magical mystery ride
And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright

[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh

[Verse 2:]
How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you're crying you're beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood
You're my downfall, you're my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you

[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh

[Bridge:]
Give me all of you
Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts
Risking it all, though it's hard

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you

I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh
Tags: John Legend, Love, Soft]]>
Sat, 12 Jul 2014 21:19:56 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ckT6NenSBBY/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=230
[Verse 1:]
What would I do without your smart mouth?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down
What's going on in that beautiful mind
I'm on your magical mystery ride
And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright

[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh

[Verse 2:]
How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you're crying you're beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood
You're my downfall, you're my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you

[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh

[Bridge:]
Give me all of you
Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts
Risking it all, though it's hard

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you

I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh
Tags: John Legend, Love, Soft]]>
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Movie: Her (2013) by Spike Jonze
Theodore is a lonely man in the final stages of his divorce. When he's not working as a letter writer, his down time is spent playing video games and occasionally hanging out with friends. He decides to purchase the new OS1, which is advertised as the world's first artificially intelligent operating system, "It's not just an operating system, it's a consciousness," the ad states. Theodore quickly finds himself drawn in with Samantha, the voice behind his OS1. As they start spending time together they grow closer and closer and eventually find themselves in love. Having fallen in love with his OS, Theodore finds himself dealing with feelings of both great joy and doubt. As an OS, Samantha has powerful intelligence that she uses to help Theodore in ways others hadn't, but how does she help him deal with his inner conflict of being in love with an OS?

Tags: Spike Jonze, Emotional, Alone]]>
Thu, 10 Jul 2014 20:43:21 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/hNep4DHwZU8/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=127
Theodore is a lonely man in the final stages of his divorce. When he's not working as a letter writer, his down time is spent playing video games and occasionally hanging out with friends. He decides to purchase the new OS1, which is advertised as the world's first artificially intelligent operating system, "It's not just an operating system, it's a consciousness," the ad states. Theodore quickly finds himself drawn in with Samantha, the voice behind his OS1. As they start spending time together they grow closer and closer and eventually find themselves in love. Having fallen in love with his OS, Theodore finds himself dealing with feelings of both great joy and doubt. As an OS, Samantha has powerful intelligence that she uses to help Theodore in ways others hadn't, but how does she help him deal with his inner conflict of being in love with an OS?

Tags: Spike Jonze, Emotional, Alone]]>
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Movie: Dead Snow (2009) by Tommy Wirkola
Several friends take to the mountains and shack-up in the wilderness of back-of-beyond to enjoy a little R & R together, their peace is soon interrupted by a mysterious old man, warning them of a local curse that during the German occupation of the local area that these Nazi invaders were brutal and harsh in their methods of control. Telling of the legend of the villager's revolt that drove them up into the cold, dark mountains where they perished, that is until rumour of their return in the form of zombies, evil Nazi zombies.

Tags: Tommy Wirkola, Horror, Zombies]]>
Thu, 10 Jul 2014 20:32:40 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/bHZmvljHj3A/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=126
Several friends take to the mountains and shack-up in the wilderness of back-of-beyond to enjoy a little R & R together, their peace is soon interrupted by a mysterious old man, warning them of a local curse that during the German occupation of the local area that these Nazi invaders were brutal and harsh in their methods of control. Telling of the legend of the villager's revolt that drove them up into the cold, dark mountains where they perished, that is until rumour of their return in the form of zombies, evil Nazi zombies.

Tags: Tommy Wirkola, Horror, Zombies]]>
http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=126
Movie: Silver Linings Playbook (2012) by David O. Russell
Against medical advice and without the knowledge of her husband Pat Solatano Sr., caring Dolores Solatano discharges her adult son, Pat Solatano Jr., from a Maryland mental health institution after his minimum eight month court ordered stint. The condition of the release includes Pat Jr. moving back in with his parents in their Philadelphia home. Although Pat Jr.'s institutionalization was due to him beating up the lover of his wife Nikki, he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Nikki has since left him and has received a restraining order against him. Although he is on medication (which he doesn't take because of the way it makes him feel) and has mandatory therapy sessions, Pat Jr. feels like he can manage on the outside solely by healthy living and looking for the "silver linings" in his life. His goals are to get his old job back as a substitute teacher, but more importantly reunite with Nikki. He finds there are certain instances where he doesn't cope well, however no less so ...

Tags: Romance, Love, Separation, Struggle, David O. Russell]]>
Mon, 07 Jul 2014 21:37:15 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/NJj2Qg5FbTo/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=125
Against medical advice and without the knowledge of her husband Pat Solatano Sr., caring Dolores Solatano discharges her adult son, Pat Solatano Jr., from a Maryland mental health institution after his minimum eight month court ordered stint. The condition of the release includes Pat Jr. moving back in with his parents in their Philadelphia home. Although Pat Jr.'s institutionalization was due to him beating up the lover of his wife Nikki, he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Nikki has since left him and has received a restraining order against him. Although he is on medication (which he doesn't take because of the way it makes him feel) and has mandatory therapy sessions, Pat Jr. feels like he can manage on the outside solely by healthy living and looking for the "silver linings" in his life. His goals are to get his old job back as a substitute teacher, but more importantly reunite with Nikki. He finds there are certain instances where he doesn't cope well, however no less so ...

Tags: Romance, Love, Separation, Struggle, David O. Russell]]>
http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=125
Video: Hospital Window - Inspirational Video

Tags: Support, Inspirational, Hope]]>
Sun, 06 Jul 2014 21:35:31 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/vFXj-KdTAeA/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=64

Tags: Support, Inspirational, Hope]]>
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Movie: About Time (I) (2013) by Richard Curtis
At the age of 21, Tim Lake (Domhnall Gleeson) discovers he can travel in time... The night after another unsatisfactory New Year party, Tim's father (Bill Nighy) tells his son that the men in his family have always had the ability to travel through time. Tim can't change history, but he can change what happens and has happened in his own life-so he decides to make his world a better place...by getting a girlfriend. Sadly, that turns out not to be as easy as you might think. Moving from the Cornwall coast to London to train as a lawyer, Tim finally meets the beautiful but insecure Mary (Rachel McAdams). They fall in love, then an unfortunate time-travel incident means he's never met her at all. So they meet for the first time again-and again-but finally, after a lot of cunning time-traveling, he wins her heart. Tim then uses his power to create the perfect romantic proposal, to save his wedding from the worst best-man speeches, to save his best friend from professional disaster and to ...

Tags: Richard Curtis, Love, Romance, Drama]]>
Thu, 03 Jul 2014 20:26:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/7gqYJOuEnQo/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=124
At the age of 21, Tim Lake (Domhnall Gleeson) discovers he can travel in time... The night after another unsatisfactory New Year party, Tim's father (Bill Nighy) tells his son that the men in his family have always had the ability to travel through time. Tim can't change history, but he can change what happens and has happened in his own life-so he decides to make his world a better place...by getting a girlfriend. Sadly, that turns out not to be as easy as you might think. Moving from the Cornwall coast to London to train as a lawyer, Tim finally meets the beautiful but insecure Mary (Rachel McAdams). They fall in love, then an unfortunate time-travel incident means he's never met her at all. So they meet for the first time again-and again-but finally, after a lot of cunning time-traveling, he wins her heart. Tim then uses his power to create the perfect romantic proposal, to save his wedding from the worst best-man speeches, to save his best friend from professional disaster and to ...

Tags: Richard Curtis, Love, Romance, Drama]]>
http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=124
Song: Trouble Is by Backstreet Boys
[Howie:]
How come you never know
What you got until it's gone
Too bad
Because I never felt so good with anyone
How fooled was I into thinking
I was gonna be alright
Okay
Fine

[Nick/Howie:]
So every day I try a little harder
To forget her
Lie here convince myself
Tomorrow will be better

[Chorus:]
The trouble is I can't get her out of my mind
When I close my eyes at night
Who's gonna save me
Now she's gone
The trouble is there's a part of me
That still can't let go of her memory
And now I know what it is
Love is what the trouble is

[Howie:]
Love is what the trouble is

[AJ:]
How come she said
You never wear your heart
Where I can see
Too bad
Cause now I'm the one
Who's sorry
How stupid was I into thinking
I was gonna be alright
Okay
Fine
So everyday I find a little something
To remind me
No matter how I try
I can't put the past behind me

[Repeat Chorus]

[AJ:]
Love has let me go
I'm alright, I'm okay
I'll be fine, give it time

[All:]
But the only trouble is I can't get her out of my mind
When I close my eyes at night
Who's gonna save me
Now she's gone (she's gone)
The trouble is there's a part of me
That still can't let go of her memory (I just can't)
And now I know what it is (now I know)
And now I know what it is
Cause love is what the trouble is
The trouble
Love... Love is what the trouble is
Tags: Backstreet Boys, Love, Memories]]>
Thu, 03 Jul 2014 20:22:20 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/WXRcz7NGGlk/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=229
[Howie:]
How come you never know
What you got until it's gone
Too bad
Because I never felt so good with anyone
How fooled was I into thinking
I was gonna be alright
Okay
Fine

[Nick/Howie:]
So every day I try a little harder
To forget her
Lie here convince myself
Tomorrow will be better

[Chorus:]
The trouble is I can't get her out of my mind
When I close my eyes at night
Who's gonna save me
Now she's gone
The trouble is there's a part of me
That still can't let go of her memory
And now I know what it is
Love is what the trouble is

[Howie:]
Love is what the trouble is

[AJ:]
How come she said
You never wear your heart
Where I can see
Too bad
Cause now I'm the one
Who's sorry
How stupid was I into thinking
I was gonna be alright
Okay
Fine
So everyday I find a little something
To remind me
No matter how I try
I can't put the past behind me

[Repeat Chorus]

[AJ:]
Love has let me go
I'm alright, I'm okay
I'll be fine, give it time

[All:]
But the only trouble is I can't get her out of my mind
When I close my eyes at night
Who's gonna save me
Now she's gone (she's gone)
The trouble is there's a part of me
That still can't let go of her memory (I just can't)
And now I know what it is (now I know)
And now I know what it is
Cause love is what the trouble is
The trouble
Love... Love is what the trouble is
Tags: Backstreet Boys, Love, Memories]]>
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Video: A Wedding That Will Move You
Early this year, Rowden and Leizl decided to get married on July 8, 2014, Rowden's 30th birthday. Together with their adorable 2-year-old daughter, they already had a perfect family.

Then a twist of fate, Rowden got diagnosed with stage IV liver cancer in late May. His last request was to marry his one true love. After 12hours of preparations, his dream was fulfilled. Unable to take him outside the hospital, we brought the church to him. It was like a heartbreaking fairytale.

Rowden Go, at the age of 29-years-old, passed away on June 11, 2014. Less than 10hours after he said his vows.

He is survived by his wife Leizel May, daughter Zakiah Rowzel, mother Lorelei, and brothers Hasset & Hisham.

Tags: Death, Wedding, Sick, Cancer, Bride]]>
Mon, 30 Jun 2014 03:01:09 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/-Q_FGF0C0g8/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=63
Early this year, Rowden and Leizl decided to get married on July 8, 2014, Rowden's 30th birthday. Together with their adorable 2-year-old daughter, they already had a perfect family.

Then a twist of fate, Rowden got diagnosed with stage IV liver cancer in late May. His last request was to marry his one true love. After 12hours of preparations, his dream was fulfilled. Unable to take him outside the hospital, we brought the church to him. It was like a heartbreaking fairytale.

Rowden Go, at the age of 29-years-old, passed away on June 11, 2014. Less than 10hours after he said his vows.

He is survived by his wife Leizel May, daughter Zakiah Rowzel, mother Lorelei, and brothers Hasset & Hisham.

Tags: Death, Wedding, Sick, Cancer, Bride]]>
http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=63
Movie: The English Patient (1996) by Anthony Minghella
Beginning in the 1930's, "The English Patient" tells the story of Count Almásy who is a Hungarian map maker employed by the Royal Geographical Society to chart the vast expanses of the Sahara Desert along with several other prominent explorers. As World War II unfolds, Almásy enters into a world of love, betrayal, and politics that is later revealed in a series of flashbacks while Almásy is on his death bed after being horribly burned in a plane crash.

Tags: Anthony Minghella, War, Romance, Drama]]>
Sun, 29 Jun 2014 20:33:19 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/yhi1CrlOMXY/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=123
Beginning in the 1930's, "The English Patient" tells the story of Count Almásy who is a Hungarian map maker employed by the Royal Geographical Society to chart the vast expanses of the Sahara Desert along with several other prominent explorers. As World War II unfolds, Almásy enters into a world of love, betrayal, and politics that is later revealed in a series of flashbacks while Almásy is on his death bed after being horribly burned in a plane crash.

Tags: Anthony Minghella, War, Romance, Drama]]>
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Song: High Hopes by Pink Floyd
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever
Tags: Pink Floyd, Alone]]>
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Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever
Tags: Pink Floyd, Alone]]>
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Song: The Final Cut by Pink Floyd
through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide
if you negotiate the minefield in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination. open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall
there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream
and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home
thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut
Tags: Pink Floyd, Depressed, Hurt]]>
Sun, 29 Jun 2014 20:16:34 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/7E8GoUfWiA4/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=227
through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide
if you negotiate the minefield in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination. open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall
there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream
and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home
thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut
Tags: Pink Floyd, Depressed, Hurt]]>
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Song: Dust In The Wind by Kansas
I close my eyes
Only for a moment and the moment's gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes with curiosity

Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind

Same old song
Just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do
Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

(Aa aa aa)
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Oh, ho, ho

Now don't hang on
Nothin' lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
(All we are is dust in the wind)

Dust in the wind
(Everything is dust in the wind)
Everything is dust in the wind
(In the wind)

(Ooo)
(Ooo)
(Ooo)
Tags: Kansas, Empty, Love]]>
Mon, 09 Jun 2014 19:29:53 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/LTc9axTUxNs/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=226
I close my eyes
Only for a moment and the moment's gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes with curiosity

Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind

Same old song
Just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do
Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

(Aa aa aa)
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Oh, ho, ho

Now don't hang on
Nothin' lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
(All we are is dust in the wind)

Dust in the wind
(Everything is dust in the wind)
Everything is dust in the wind
(In the wind)

(Ooo)
(Ooo)
(Ooo)
Tags: Kansas, Empty, Love]]>
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Video: The most inspiring video you will ever watch!

Tags: Inspirational, Staystrong]]>
Mon, 26 May 2014 20:32:14 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/z4gOtcM9DNw/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=62

Tags: Inspirational, Staystrong]]>
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Song: Shattered by Backstreet Boys
[A.J:]
So empty, can't feel no more,
As I'm left with my tears on the floor
I wait for my heart to mend,
But you keep tearing a hole

[Brian:]
Inside, I'm so lost,
In the middle of my heart
It's a battlefield of love,
I've been fighting far too long

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered,
[Nick:] (From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke)
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered)
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] (Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered)
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] (Can't believe, you left me, ah)

[Brian:] So shattered

[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered

[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside, oh

[Nick:]
What am I still here for,
Could it be that I'm just waiting
Hoping you'd rescue me,
And put the pieces together again

[Howie:]
Inside, I'm so lost,
In the middle of my heart
It's a battlefield of love,
I've been fighting far too long

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered
[Howie:] Oh
[Nick:] From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, ah
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside, oh

[Nick:]
Tell me what you're really here for,
If you never really loved me
I gave my all but it still wasn't enough

'Cause all you had to say was that you ain't
Looking for commitment
Instead of telling me what I wanted to hear, oh-ho

[Howie:]
You took my emotions
And scattered them on the ground
So hard to just pick up,
And move on with life, again

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered
[A.J.:] Oh
[Nick:] From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, ah
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside

[A.J.:] So shattered
[Brian:] Oh yes, I can't believe, you left me, so shattered
Tags: Backstreet Boys, Shattered, Alone, Hurt]]>
Mon, 26 May 2014 20:28:54 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/6HAIYOtR_uI/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=225
[A.J:]
So empty, can't feel no more,
As I'm left with my tears on the floor
I wait for my heart to mend,
But you keep tearing a hole

[Brian:]
Inside, I'm so lost,
In the middle of my heart
It's a battlefield of love,
I've been fighting far too long

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered,
[Nick:] (From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke)
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered)
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] (Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered)
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] (Can't believe, you left me, ah)

[Brian:] So shattered

[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered

[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside, oh

[Nick:]
What am I still here for,
Could it be that I'm just waiting
Hoping you'd rescue me,
And put the pieces together again

[Howie:]
Inside, I'm so lost,
In the middle of my heart
It's a battlefield of love,
I've been fighting far too long

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered
[Howie:] Oh
[Nick:] From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, ah
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside, oh

[Nick:]
Tell me what you're really here for,
If you never really loved me
I gave my all but it still wasn't enough

'Cause all you had to say was that you ain't
Looking for commitment
Instead of telling me what I wanted to hear, oh-ho

[Howie:]
You took my emotions
And scattered them on the ground
So hard to just pick up,
And move on with life, again

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered
[A.J.:] Oh
[Nick:] From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, ah
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside

[A.J.:] So shattered
[Brian:] Oh yes, I can't believe, you left me, so shattered
Tags: Backstreet Boys, Shattered, Alone, Hurt]]>
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Video: "Hey" - Short Film on Bullying

Tags: Bullying, Alone, Hurt]]>
Fri, 09 May 2014 22:43:20 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/bcA-vIYYTHc/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=61

Tags: Bullying, Alone, Hurt]]>
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Article: Sad quotes for a broken heart Sadness is a part of life that is unavoidable and arises from lost dreams and opportunities. It engulfs people into its pit and right then sad quotes can come to the best rescue. Sad quotes are soul-stirring that strikes a chord when we feel sad. These powerful words express deep truths right from the heart. There are many famous sad quotes that seem to echo our emotions which has been written when that person felt that way and it's always comforting to know that there are others who has also traveled in the same path.

Some of the amazing top sad quotes that I find really comforting when depressed and you might find them soothing too are:
'Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.' This quote is by Javan. It jerks and brings me to reality and makes me think logical.

'They that sow in tears shall reap in joy' by Psalms reminds me not to lose hope and one drop of tear draws a person one step more closer to happiness.
'Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears' by Marcus Aurelius and 'Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong' by Winston Churchill are two favorite quotes I like a lot as it talks about being strong and not feel the pain. It's really inspiring when I feel hurt or isolated.

Another cool sad quote that I often recall when I feel sad is, 'Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable'. It reminds me that experiences only make one more practical in life.

Then there are some other really great sad quotes like,
'Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad' by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
'For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been' by John Greenleaf Whittier
'Let your tears come. Let them water your soul' by Eileen Mayhew

'Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation' by Kahlil Gibran
And finally the most heart touching one that I often secure it deep in my heart is the quote, 'The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you' by Unknown Author which reminds me to realize the love of the ones who love me before it's too late and not go through the pain of losing a loved one by taking too long to recognize the love.

These sad quotes will help you to go through tough times and bring more tranquility of mind.


Tags: Sad Quotes, Best Quotes, Quotes]]>
Sun, 12 May 2013 14:54:58 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/wGGF0_ZiafM/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=4 Sadness is a part of life that is unavoidable and arises from lost dreams and opportunities. It engulfs people into its pit and right then sad quotes can come to the best rescue. Sad quotes are soul-stirring that strikes a chord when we feel sad. These powerful words express deep truths right from the heart. There are many famous sad quotes that seem to echo our emotions which has been written when that person felt that way and it's always comforting to know that there are others who has also traveled in the same path.

Some of the amazing top sad quotes that I find really comforting when depressed and you might find them soothing too are:
'Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.' This quote is by Javan. It jerks and brings me to reality and makes me think logical.

'They that sow in tears shall reap in joy' by Psalms reminds me not to lose hope and one drop of tear draws a person one step more closer to happiness.
'Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears' by Marcus Aurelius and 'Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong' by Winston Churchill are two favorite quotes I like a lot as it talks about being strong and not feel the pain. It's really inspiring when I feel hurt or isolated.

Another cool sad quote that I often recall when I feel sad is, 'Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable'. It reminds me that experiences only make one more practical in life.

Then there are some other really great sad quotes like,
'Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad' by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
'For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been' by John Greenleaf Whittier
'Let your tears come. Let them water your soul' by Eileen Mayhew

'Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation' by Kahlil Gibran
And finally the most heart touching one that I often secure it deep in my heart is the quote, 'The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you' by Unknown Author which reminds me to realize the love of the ones who love me before it's too late and not go through the pain of losing a loved one by taking too long to recognize the love.

These sad quotes will help you to go through tough times and bring more tranquility of mind.


Tags: Sad Quotes, Best Quotes, Quotes]]>
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Article: Top 5 Sad Movies Titanic

TitanicTitanic (1997) is probably the most well-known movie on this top 5. The movie itself takes place on the first trip of the ship “Titanic”.
 
The movie starts in 1996, where a team of divers tries to find the sunken ship. They are searching for a previous diamond. The divers find the ship, but they do not find the diamond that they were looking for in the first place.
 
We hear the story about Rose Dewitt Bukater. She was only 17 years old when Titanic sat sails from Southampton in England. Titanic was supposed to travel to New York. She is traveling along with her mother and her fiancé. At the first night at the ship, Rose tries to commit suicide by jumping in the water. It does not work out because she is stopped by a man named Jack.
Jack and Rose falls in love with each other, which causes a lot of problems due to the fact that Rose has already promised to marry someone else. Jack and Rose come from different parts of society and this also causes them a lot of problems.

What happens next is that Titanic hits and iceberg, which in the end, causes the ship to sink.

Titanic is a lot about love and happiness, but we also see the darker side of these. We see anger, desperations and other dark emotions. The desperation is mostly clear between Jack and Rose, due to the fact the she is already engaged when they meet and fall in love with each other.

 

Boys Don’t Cry

Boys don't cry“Boys don’t cry” (1999) is about a based on the true story of the life of Brandon Teena. The movie tells us the story about a woman, who chooses to live her life as a man. Throughout her life, she suffers from her choice because of the consequences of her actions. Brandon moves away from Nebraska and into a new community. In her new town, the other people are not seeing person of transgender as human beings. Through the movie, Brandon ends up with a reputation of being a ladies’ man. Later in the story, Brandon ends up in prison. In prison, he develops to be a very, angry young man whose anger turns into actions after some time.
 
“Boys don’t cry” is a movie which is full of emotions. Through the movie, we get to feel all of the emotions that Brandon feels. We can feel the anger, pain and suffering he is going through. The whole community around his new neighborhood shows what conditions some of us have to live with. It is not easy to be different from the “normal” and in this movie; we get to see the life of a human in another perspective than we are used to. All these emotions in this film reminds, at least some of us, that we should be glad about what we have, because there will always be a lot of people, who has it a lot worse than we do. 

 

The Perfect Storm

At this point, we have now made it to the highest ranked on this list.
 
The number one on this list is the movie “The Perfect Storm” (2000) directed by Wolfgang Petersen and Allen Payne. The movie is in many ways a lot like the other movies, but it has its differences, which is why it has made it to number one.
 
The Perfect Storm is about a group of fishermen from Gloucester, who leaves everything behind and is chasing their road to happiness and wealth and the ocean. In October 1991, the ship “Andrea Gail”, with fishermen, sets sail. After some time, they get their weather report which tells them that there is a storm coming their way, which can cause a perfect storm.
 
Due to the fact that the Hurricane “Grace” is behind them, they decide to continue with their fishing. At the ocean, the fishermen faces a lot of problems like weather, they relationship which each other and other disasters.
 
When everything is good and there are catching a lot of fish, their ice machine breaks down and they needs to make a big decision. They can now choose between letting the fish root or try to make it through the hurricane. The desperate fishermen decide to make their way through the huge hurricane. Soon, they find themselves in the middle of the biggest storm in ages.
 
The Perfect Storm is definitely a sad movie. As in the previous movies, we get to feel a lot of emotions. In this movie, I felt mostly sadness and desperation towards the fishermen. The ending of the movie was priceless in my opinion and that is one of the places where “The Perfect Storm” is different from the other movie that I has mentioned.

 

Philadelphia

PhiladelphiaPhiladelphia (1993) is an American movie. With Tom Hanks and Denzel Washington as the stars of the movie, Philadelphia is about a young man who suffers from AIDS and the need to hide the real him.
 
Andrew Beckett is homosexual and is working in one of the largest companies in Philadelphia. He is not open about his homosexuality, or the fact that he has got AIDS, on his work and do to the fact that he has got no one to turn to, this costs him a lot of pain and suffering.
 
One day, he is assigned to one of the company’s most important cases. During the case, a worker notices something odd on Andrew. Embarrassed, he stays home to cover the lesion on his forehead. At home, he tries to finish the case and then deliver it to the office, but it gets worse and he is rushed to the hospital to make sure that he is not dying.
 
Andrew’s life gets a lot worse and he even gets fired from his job. Andrew prosecutes his previous contractor and the case goes to court. As the case goes to court, Andrew faces some new problem; his previous contractor tells the court, that Andrew has been hiding his condition for them and therefore, it was okay to them to fire him. During the testimony, Andrew collapses. His lawyer and family visit him there. After the family has gone, Andrew tells that he is ready to die.
 
At the end of the movie, we see Andrew’s funeral where there is a lot of mourners.
 
As seen in the movie, Philadelphia is about trying to overcome your problems to stay above water. In this movie, it is one man against all the others and we get to see how sickness can break you down in so many ways. Philadelphia is a frustrating movie in many ways, because it is even hard, as a viewer, to imagine all the problems that Andrew was going through and it is even harder to put ourselves in his place.

 

 

We Were Soldier

We were soldier“We were soldier” (2002) is directed by Randall Wallace. The movie is about the major battle of the Vietnam War and we see it through the eyes of the American units in Vietnam.
The film itself is based on the book “We were soldiers once… and young” by Hal Moore, who participated in the war himself.
The United States has entered the Vietnamese war. At this point, Hal Moore is a dedicated and committed young man and he is training the troops that are under his command.
After arriving in Vietnamese area, Hal finds out that an American base has been attacked and several of their soldiers have been killed. After this information, he needs to move his men and eliminate their enemy. At the time of their moving, Hal has not got any idea of the number of the Vietnamese troopers in the area at this point.

Later in the film, the group of soldiers is lured into an ambush by a Vietnamese. With no options left, Hal decides to call on his radio and tell the other Americans that they have been lured into an ambush and cannot defend themselves. They will now stay alive much longer so he orders all the available aircraft to attack their Vietnamese enemy to kill or chase them away from Hal and his soldiers. The aircraft bombs and uses machine guns at the enemy. After the attacking, the Vietnamese troopers repel and the surviving Americans are rescued.

In the end, the Vietnamese plans a big counter attack and you must see the movie yourself to see the outcome.
 
This movie has made it to this list, because it shows us the horrific actions of war. Throughout the movie, we can almost feel the pain that the soldiers feel during the movie and we see what war really is about. We can feel the love that the soldiers feel for their country while they are willing to sacrifice their lives to make a difference in Vietnam. The movie proves that you may need to sacrifice something important to you, if you want to make a difference for the next generations.


Tags: Sad Movies, Movies, Top 5]]>
Mon, 22 Apr 2013 21:08:46 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/AueMfeQud2Q/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=3 Titanic

TitanicTitanic (1997) is probably the most well-known movie on this top 5. The movie itself takes place on the first trip of the ship “Titanic”.
 
The movie starts in 1996, where a team of divers tries to find the sunken ship. They are searching for a previous diamond. The divers find the ship, but they do not find the diamond that they were looking for in the first place.
 
We hear the story about Rose Dewitt Bukater. She was only 17 years old when Titanic sat sails from Southampton in England. Titanic was supposed to travel to New York. She is traveling along with her mother and her fiancé. At the first night at the ship, Rose tries to commit suicide by jumping in the water. It does not work out because she is stopped by a man named Jack.
Jack and Rose falls in love with each other, which causes a lot of problems due to the fact that Rose has already promised to marry someone else. Jack and Rose come from different parts of society and this also causes them a lot of problems.

What happens next is that Titanic hits and iceberg, which in the end, causes the ship to sink.

Titanic is a lot about love and happiness, but we also see the darker side of these. We see anger, desperations and other dark emotions. The desperation is mostly clear between Jack and Rose, due to the fact the she is already engaged when they meet and fall in love with each other.

 

Boys Don’t Cry

Boys don't cry“Boys don’t cry” (1999) is about a based on the true story of the life of Brandon Teena. The movie tells us the story about a woman, who chooses to live her life as a man. Throughout her life, she suffers from her choice because of the consequences of her actions. Brandon moves away from Nebraska and into a new community. In her new town, the other people are not seeing person of transgender as human beings. Through the movie, Brandon ends up with a reputation of being a ladies’ man. Later in the story, Brandon ends up in prison. In prison, he develops to be a very, angry young man whose anger turns into actions after some time.
 
“Boys don’t cry” is a movie which is full of emotions. Through the movie, we get to feel all of the emotions that Brandon feels. We can feel the anger, pain and suffering he is going through. The whole community around his new neighborhood shows what conditions some of us have to live with. It is not easy to be different from the “normal” and in this movie; we get to see the life of a human in another perspective than we are used to. All these emotions in this film reminds, at least some of us, that we should be glad about what we have, because there will always be a lot of people, who has it a lot worse than we do. 

 

The Perfect Storm

At this point, we have now made it to the highest ranked on this list.
 
The number one on this list is the movie “The Perfect Storm” (2000) directed by Wolfgang Petersen and Allen Payne. The movie is in many ways a lot like the other movies, but it has its differences, which is why it has made it to number one.
 
The Perfect Storm is about a group of fishermen from Gloucester, who leaves everything behind and is chasing their road to happiness and wealth and the ocean. In October 1991, the ship “Andrea Gail”, with fishermen, sets sail. After some time, they get their weather report which tells them that there is a storm coming their way, which can cause a perfect storm.
 
Due to the fact that the Hurricane “Grace” is behind them, they decide to continue with their fishing. At the ocean, the fishermen faces a lot of problems like weather, they relationship which each other and other disasters.
 
When everything is good and there are catching a lot of fish, their ice machine breaks down and they needs to make a big decision. They can now choose between letting the fish root or try to make it through the hurricane. The desperate fishermen decide to make their way through the huge hurricane. Soon, they find themselves in the middle of the biggest storm in ages.
 
The Perfect Storm is definitely a sad movie. As in the previous movies, we get to feel a lot of emotions. In this movie, I felt mostly sadness and desperation towards the fishermen. The ending of the movie was priceless in my opinion and that is one of the places where “The Perfect Storm” is different from the other movie that I has mentioned.

 

Philadelphia

PhiladelphiaPhiladelphia (1993) is an American movie. With Tom Hanks and Denzel Washington as the stars of the movie, Philadelphia is about a young man who suffers from AIDS and the need to hide the real him.
 
Andrew Beckett is homosexual and is working in one of the largest companies in Philadelphia. He is not open about his homosexuality, or the fact that he has got AIDS, on his work and do to the fact that he has got no one to turn to, this costs him a lot of pain and suffering.
 
One day, he is assigned to one of the company’s most important cases. During the case, a worker notices something odd on Andrew. Embarrassed, he stays home to cover the lesion on his forehead. At home, he tries to finish the case and then deliver it to the office, but it gets worse and he is rushed to the hospital to make sure that he is not dying.
 
Andrew’s life gets a lot worse and he even gets fired from his job. Andrew prosecutes his previous contractor and the case goes to court. As the case goes to court, Andrew faces some new problem; his previous contractor tells the court, that Andrew has been hiding his condition for them and therefore, it was okay to them to fire him. During the testimony, Andrew collapses. His lawyer and family visit him there. After the family has gone, Andrew tells that he is ready to die.
 
At the end of the movie, we see Andrew’s funeral where there is a lot of mourners.
 
As seen in the movie, Philadelphia is about trying to overcome your problems to stay above water. In this movie, it is one man against all the others and we get to see how sickness can break you down in so many ways. Philadelphia is a frustrating movie in many ways, because it is even hard, as a viewer, to imagine all the problems that Andrew was going through and it is even harder to put ourselves in his place.

 

 

We Were Soldier

We were soldier“We were soldier” (2002) is directed by Randall Wallace. The movie is about the major battle of the Vietnam War and we see it through the eyes of the American units in Vietnam.
The film itself is based on the book “We were soldiers once… and young” by Hal Moore, who participated in the war himself.
The United States has entered the Vietnamese war. At this point, Hal Moore is a dedicated and committed young man and he is training the troops that are under his command.
After arriving in Vietnamese area, Hal finds out that an American base has been attacked and several of their soldiers have been killed. After this information, he needs to move his men and eliminate their enemy. At the time of their moving, Hal has not got any idea of the number of the Vietnamese troopers in the area at this point.

Later in the film, the group of soldiers is lured into an ambush by a Vietnamese. With no options left, Hal decides to call on his radio and tell the other Americans that they have been lured into an ambush and cannot defend themselves. They will now stay alive much longer so he orders all the available aircraft to attack their Vietnamese enemy to kill or chase them away from Hal and his soldiers. The aircraft bombs and uses machine guns at the enemy. After the attacking, the Vietnamese troopers repel and the surviving Americans are rescued.

In the end, the Vietnamese plans a big counter attack and you must see the movie yourself to see the outcome.
 
This movie has made it to this list, because it shows us the horrific actions of war. Throughout the movie, we can almost feel the pain that the soldiers feel during the movie and we see what war really is about. We can feel the love that the soldiers feel for their country while they are willing to sacrifice their lives to make a difference in Vietnam. The movie proves that you may need to sacrifice something important to you, if you want to make a difference for the next generations.


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Article: Why I Love Sad Songs It is said and believed that music is food for the soul. This is best shown in how we relate to different types of music depending on our mood and our feelings. Our state of mind and state of emotions decide our mood and our choice of music in turn is driven by the mood we are in. I love sad songs because they act as my best friend when I’m feeling sad and low.

With my collection of sad songs, I do not need someone to talk to because these songs become a mirror to my emotions. The lyrics in sad songs when I hear them, it feels like they have been written for me and I can sink deeper into my lonely, sad emotion. Sad songs have a marvelous effect on us. When we are broken and hurt due to whatever reason, sad songs give us an outlet to be on our own and talk to ourselves. It is not however necessary that one should like sad songs only when they are sad; it is but human to be happy yet listen to a sad song. This is only an indication that we are still human and our feelings have not become numb in this fast paced life; our emotions are still alive. If we are feeling ‘OK’ and suddenly a sad song brings tears to our eyes it is only for us to remember that nothing lasts forever. There is always an end to every beginning and happiness is always followed by sadness, so we should keep our doors open for sadness as well. Pain and misery never knocks before coming neither does an opportunity so we should always be prepared for good and bad times alike.

I may laugh in public, I may fake a smile only not to let anyone else know what I’m going through inside. I love sad songs because they bring out my real emotions and make me weep out my sorrows; my grievances, regrets and tragedies. They remind me of my loved ones that I have lost due to one reason or the other and the emptiness I feel without them. Listening to sad songs not only gives me remembrance of bitter sweet memories but they touch the chords of my heart. At this point I wish to lock myself away from the world because it is this world that has caused me all the pain and grief. Had I not lived I wouldn’t have suffered. So you can see what multiple effects music can have on you.

Sad songs also are a way to melt the toughest of persons and the harshest of emotions.  When we are angry at someone we are rather angry with ourselves; we may shout and yell at them but inside we are shaking. And sad songs have the quality to wash away that harshness in us. Whenever I have had a bad day at work and an argument with a customer or a co-worker; I listen to sad songs on my way back home to soothe and calm my nerves and most of all for the reason so that I may cry and wash out my anger.


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Fri, 11 Jan 2013 04:14:47 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/12Us4N4Khd4/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=1 It is said and believed that music is food for the soul. This is best shown in how we relate to different types of music depending on our mood and our feelings. Our state of mind and state of emotions decide our mood and our choice of music in turn is driven by the mood we are in. I love sad songs because they act as my best friend when I’m feeling sad and low.

With my collection of sad songs, I do not need someone to talk to because these songs become a mirror to my emotions. The lyrics in sad songs when I hear them, it feels like they have been written for me and I can sink deeper into my lonely, sad emotion. Sad songs have a marvelous effect on us. When we are broken and hurt due to whatever reason, sad songs give us an outlet to be on our own and talk to ourselves. It is not however necessary that one should like sad songs only when they are sad; it is but human to be happy yet listen to a sad song. This is only an indication that we are still human and our feelings have not become numb in this fast paced life; our emotions are still alive. If we are feeling ‘OK’ and suddenly a sad song brings tears to our eyes it is only for us to remember that nothing lasts forever. There is always an end to every beginning and happiness is always followed by sadness, so we should keep our doors open for sadness as well. Pain and misery never knocks before coming neither does an opportunity so we should always be prepared for good and bad times alike.

I may laugh in public, I may fake a smile only not to let anyone else know what I’m going through inside. I love sad songs because they bring out my real emotions and make me weep out my sorrows; my grievances, regrets and tragedies. They remind me of my loved ones that I have lost due to one reason or the other and the emptiness I feel without them. Listening to sad songs not only gives me remembrance of bitter sweet memories but they touch the chords of my heart. At this point I wish to lock myself away from the world because it is this world that has caused me all the pain and grief. Had I not lived I wouldn’t have suffered. So you can see what multiple effects music can have on you.

Sad songs also are a way to melt the toughest of persons and the harshest of emotions.  When we are angry at someone we are rather angry with ourselves; we may shout and yell at them but inside we are shaking. And sad songs have the quality to wash away that harshness in us. Whenever I have had a bad day at work and an argument with a customer or a co-worker; I listen to sad songs on my way back home to soothe and calm my nerves and most of all for the reason so that I may cry and wash out my anger.


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Article: How to Write a Sad Story Writing a sad story is truly a great art in itself; an art to bring tears into someone’s eyes by your words and not many writers have successfully achieved the reward of doing so. Greatest sad stories that have ever been produced are the ones that are written by the writer’s heart. I will be sharing with you what I believe are the essentials to write a sad story.

As I just said a story can only have enough sadness and pain in it if the writer is writing with all their heart. When writing a sad story one should bring themselves to feel any sort of agony and sadness they have ever felt in life. It could be out of loss of a loved one, being parted from a loved one or a best friend, leaving school or leaving childhood town, a loss in the business, loss of a dear pet and so on. It can be an endless list of reasons that ever made you sad. The more closely one relates to painful moments in their life the sadder their story will be.  Example of this is that most of the sad stories are experience from people’s lives; their sufferings in times of hunger, prison or being abandoned.

A sad story should be simple and easily understandable to the readers and the character sketches for each character should be well built so that the reader builds a link with them. By making the story understandable it means that one should employ a descriptive writing style that paints clear pictures of scenes and characters so that the readers can actually visualize them in their minds. Remember that your words should have a powerful impact like it does in sad movies. The characters as you line them up in your story should be done in such a way that audience should ‘feel’ for the characters; only then will your story be touching enough to make them cry. Make your characters more human than superficial and heroic.

A big No-No for Happy Endings! Yes, a sad story is sad because it does not end happily ever after so bear this simple rule in mind. Your story should leave a yearning and a vacuum only then the audiences feel sympathetic towards the characters involved and cry on their ill-fate and misfortune. The sudden death or a similar twist in the story goes a long way in guaranteeing the success of a sad story but this works best only if the characters are well developed and the audiences are kept intact throughout. Their interest should be maintained at every level; if they lose interest then the story will not have the desired effect.

So, what are you waiting for? Pick up your pen; take your imagination to all the points in life when you got sad and felt pain and you will find yourself creating a great sad story that will have the ability to move its readers.


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Fri, 11 Jan 2013 03:29:00 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/O77CI5961ks/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=2 Writing a sad story is truly a great art in itself; an art to bring tears into someone’s eyes by your words and not many writers have successfully achieved the reward of doing so. Greatest sad stories that have ever been produced are the ones that are written by the writer’s heart. I will be sharing with you what I believe are the essentials to write a sad story.

As I just said a story can only have enough sadness and pain in it if the writer is writing with all their heart. When writing a sad story one should bring themselves to feel any sort of agony and sadness they have ever felt in life. It could be out of loss of a loved one, being parted from a loved one or a best friend, leaving school or leaving childhood town, a loss in the business, loss of a dear pet and so on. It can be an endless list of reasons that ever made you sad. The more closely one relates to painful moments in their life the sadder their story will be.  Example of this is that most of the sad stories are experience from people’s lives; their sufferings in times of hunger, prison or being abandoned.

A sad story should be simple and easily understandable to the readers and the character sketches for each character should be well built so that the reader builds a link with them. By making the story understandable it means that one should employ a descriptive writing style that paints clear pictures of scenes and characters so that the readers can actually visualize them in their minds. Remember that your words should have a powerful impact like it does in sad movies. The characters as you line them up in your story should be done in such a way that audience should ‘feel’ for the characters; only then will your story be touching enough to make them cry. Make your characters more human than superficial and heroic.

A big No-No for Happy Endings! Yes, a sad story is sad because it does not end happily ever after so bear this simple rule in mind. Your story should leave a yearning and a vacuum only then the audiences feel sympathetic towards the characters involved and cry on their ill-fate and misfortune. The sudden death or a similar twist in the story goes a long way in guaranteeing the success of a sad story but this works best only if the characters are well developed and the audiences are kept intact throughout. Their interest should be maintained at every level; if they lose interest then the story will not have the desired effect.

So, what are you waiting for? Pick up your pen; take your imagination to all the points in life when you got sad and felt pain and you will find yourself creating a great sad story that will have the ability to move its readers.


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