Coco Chanel Saved My Life

Yet when it ends, we are left alone to endure the pain of still loving that person who maybe never loved us. It’s like a sudden and violent death. The euphoric mood becomes desperation.

Love is wonderful when overwhelms us. It empowers us – we feel cheerful, attractive, carefree, happy – in one word it makes us feel immortal.

Time has stopped and we keep going back to the past to analyze what happened. We search for answers in small details. We try to understand if things could have gone another way, if we had acted differently. If we had said something different. When we suffer for love, we are like animals in a cage, animals that have known freedom and lost it. We feel empty, hopeless. All that appeared important now seems lost.

There is an acute feeling of loss, of absence – a longing for the return of love, of something whole – but it rarely happens.

When our hearts are shattered, we lose any sense of time. It doesn’t matter what time it is or what day of the week. The only thing we care about is what we’re feeling inside

I had to cure my broken heart. My self-esteem was completely destroyed. I needed sweets!

Love is wonderful when overwhelms us. It empowers us – we feel cheerful, attractive, carefree, happy – in one word it makes us feel immortal. Yet when it ends, we are left alone to endure the pain of still loving that person who maybe never loved us. It’s like a sudden and violent death. The euphoric mood becomes desperation. The enchantment becomes a nightmare.

Maybe I was the real idiot, not him.

I leave my city and my job for him and finally he decides to love, seriously… another woman! He fell in love with another woman!

common mortals need hours in front of the mirror. We cover our faces with layers of foundation, then powder and eyeshadow, blush, lipstick, to present the best possible version of ourselves.