
Loss Of Love @ MindSay 
Words cannot express the grief one feels when one loses love. Then again, wise words can heal wounds and help us reflect on the tragedy. If you have undergone a personal loss -- the loss of love or of a loved one -- you will find this list of lost love quotes very relevant:
From Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem In Memoriam:27, 1850:
I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Margaret Mitchell- "I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived."
Washington Irving-Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
Anonymous-Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.
Helen Keller-The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart.
Melai-Sometimes we tend to be in despair when the person we love leaves us, but the truth is, it's not our loss, but theirs, for they left the only person who wouldn't give up on them. Henry Ward Beecher- Anonymous- There is no remedy for love but to love more.
What the heart has once owned and had, it shall never lose.
You will never know true happiness until you have truly loved, and you will never understand what pain really is until you have lost it.
~Henry David Thoreau
Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than treason
To go with the drift of things
To yield with a grace to reason
And bow and accept at the end
Of a love or a season.
~ Robert Frost
Unknown-How can I forget you when you're always on my mind? How can I not want you when you're all I want inside? How can I let you go when I can't see us apart? How can I not love you when you control my heart? Believe in the power of tears to heal the wounds and wash the pain away. Love will come again. In real love you want the other person's good. The wind is tossing the lilacs, Beneath the apple blossoms There can be no great love without great pain. Noelle P.-The worst thing is holding on to someone who doesn't want to be held on to. If someone you love hurts you, cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it Being strong sometimes means being able to let go. A good-bye is never painful unless you’re never going to say hello again. Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened You never leave someone behind, you take a part of them with you and leave a part of yourself behind. Letting go of someone dear to you is hard, Watching you walk out of my life hasn't made me Amanda-I may regret the way we ended, but I will never regret what we had. And finally the greatest, when Scarlett O' Hara Butler realizes too late that she does love Rhett and not Ashley!! Scarlett: What are you doing?
Kezia-Oftentimes we say goodbye to the person we love without wanting to. Though that doesn’t mean that we've stopped loving them or we've stopped to care. Sometimes goodbye is a painful way to say I love you.
In romantic love
you want the other person.
~Margaret Anderson~
The new leaves laugh in the sun,
And the petals fall on the orchard wall,
But for me the spring is done.
I go a wintry way, For love that smiled in April
Is false to me in May.
~Sara Teasdale
~Anonymous
but holding on to someone
who doesn't even feel
the same is much harder.
Giving up doesn't mean you are weak!
It only means that
you are strong enough to let go!
bitter or cynical about love, but rather,
it has shown me that if I wanted so badly to be with the wrong person,
how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along.
Rhett Butler: I'm leaving you, my dear. All you need now is a divorce and your dreams of Ashley can come true.
Scarlett: Oh, no! No, you're wrong, terribly wrong! I don't want a divorce. Oh Rhett, but I knew tonight, when I... when I knew I loved you, I ran home to tell you, oh darling, darling!
Rhett Butler: Please don't go on with this, Leave us some dignity to remember out of our marriage. Spare us this last.
Scarlett: This last? Oh Rhett, do listen to me, I must have loved you for years, only I was such a stupid fool, I didn't know it. Please believe me, you must care! Melly said you did.
Rhett Butler: I believe you. What about Ashley Wilkes?
Scarlett: I... I never really loved Ashley.
Rhett Butler: You certainly gave a good imitation of it, up till this morning. No Scarlett, I tried everything. If you'd only met me half way, even when I came back from London.
Scarlett: I was so glad to see you. I was, Rhett, but you were so nasty.
Rhett Butler: And then when you were sick, it was all my fault... I hoped against hope that you'd call for me, but you didn't.
Scarlett: I wanted you. I wanted you desperately but I didn't think you wanted me.
Rhett Butler: It seems we've been at cross purposes, doesn't it? But it's no use now. As long as there was Bonnie, there was a chance that we might be happy. I liked to think that Bonnie was you, a little girl again, before the war, and poverty had done things to you. She was so like you, and I could pet her, and spoil her, as I wanted to spoil you. But when she went, she took everything.
Scarlett: Oh, Rhett, Rhett please don't say that. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry for everything.
Rhett Butler: My darling, you're such a child. You think that by saying, "I'm sorry," all the past can be corrected. Here, take my handkerchief. Never, at any crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.
Scarlett: Rhett! Rhett, where are you going?
Rhett Butler: I'm going back to Charleston, back where I belong.
Scarlett: Please, please take me with you!
Rhett Butler: No, I'm through with everything here. I want peace. I want to see if somewhere there isn't something left in life of charm and grace. Do you know what I'm talking about?
Scarlett: No! I only know that I love you.
Rhett Butler: That's your misfortune.
[Rhett turns to walk down the stairs]
Scarlett: Oh, Rhett!
[Scarlett watches Rhett walk to the door]
Scarlett: Rhett!
[runs down the stairs after Rhett]
Scarlett: Rhett, Rhett!
[catches him as he's walking out the front door]
Scarlett: Rhett... if you go, where shall I go, what shall I do?
Rhett Butler: Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.
[Rhett walks off into the fog]
my friends think i was too good for him... they think of him as some junkie.. because they think that's all he thinks about is getting high or drunk... he just wants to have fun while he still can... i don't blame him... after all his dad is a dick... hahaha wait... gosh.. there i go again trying to defend him... like always... even though he's hurt me i think i'll always defend him.. because it's not anyone else's place to say shit to him... if i wanted to say anything to him i just would... and i did... and that was the last time that i was going to say it... and i mean it too.... i wont say that i love him anymore... even though he knows that i do... lol especially after tonight... man fuck it... i'm okay with being friends... it's just that gosh darn it... he still loves me... and i still love him... its just that we can't even be together... and even if i were to go back to torrance... it's not like him and i could actually be together anyway... his family hates me... just because i'm not mexican... and because i'm black and lets see the list can probably go on and on... but it's not about that... gosh darn it... fuck why love? why does it have to hurt so much... fuck i hate this... fuck it peace...
I still do not yet know what the visions I had over the hurricane mean or if they mean anything to anyone else out there. I'm still sketching the faces I've seen in my dreams. In any case, here is a painting of Eruzlie. She looked exactly like this when I saw her cover/embrace a bird's eye view of New Orleans:
If you're Catholic, you might see her as Saint Mary and the white dove of peace. You wouldn't be wrong with that view. Other religions will see someone else. I have to point out that she wasn't "white" but had mocha-like colored skin with thick blond hair; she was Creole for sure. I've seen her in other dreams of mine and I still look at this painting and feel blessed that the Gods have given me the talent and skill to conceive such an image.
Next, I illustrated my grief over the loss of my best friend and how somehow I was uplifted by the spirits around me. I saw myself in a pool of my own tears. The All-Seeing eye in the first painting is my friend watching me whom I imagine is also upset that things aren't working out. All around it a scroll reads, "Of all my sorrows spent, the deepest tears are for one who crushed my heart with his embrace. How can I trust myself to Love when all my love went to him, and all of his went to her..."
The second painting is me being lifted out of my tears by a guardian snake angel (of sorts) who is carrying me off to safety. While I am carried, the constriction of the snake is symbolic of restricting myself from my emotions. In order to function, get my rent paid, and food on the table, I can't keep weeping all the time. My body is pale white, the same color of a pill, and the white lines coming out of the water are the thoughts/words previous that bound me to my tears. Yet despite being saved from myself, my thoughts take over. I question, "Who can I dream of now? Who do I love now? Who's left to long for? If I'm not alone, why isn't anyone here?" and "Is the thing I hold, hold me?" Quietly, the snake shushes me with "hush! shhhh...!"





