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“Oh, never and forever aren't for mortals, love. But we won't be parted till I know it's right that we part.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, Lavinia

“We have already said more goodbyes than are necessary. Those were goodbyes that brought about the end of partings. We taught each other that no parting is possible.”
― Donna Goddard, Waldmeer

“Half of my life is soaked in color, watching red glows spill through the side door that admits the day, and the velvet descent that gently shuts it away, but I could not understand whether this earth and sky part in the evening and meet in the morning, or part in the morning and meet in the evening!”
― Suman Pokhrel

“I am thinking, what is this crimson, the color of loversâ€� hearts torn from each other and taking on opposite paths? Or the reddish glow of minds coming together after dark moments of separation?”
― Suman Pokhrel

“I bought this the day before at a shopping mall. I didn't want to forget him. Maybe I didn't want him to forget me.”
― Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life's Greatest Lesson

“Waiting is optional, suffering is inevitable, but pain is eternal”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“We never fought, never came back knowing there was nothing else we wanted in heaven or hell but to be together. Did you ever care for me that much, I don't know. But that is all part of it and all we have known is only a beginning.”
― Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

“They say that soulmates are like dreams: you own them without truly having them. I used to doubt this notion until you departed from my life's story. It then became clear that I had been pursuing something as elusive as a mirage, a kite whose string was held by someone else”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“They couldn't tell when one of them left if they would be gone for an hour, a hundred years, or forever. It made every parting somber, but they became honest for it. They meant every goodbye in a way they couldn't in life.”
― Thomm Quackenbush, The Lifecycle of Suns

“…he was already out of sight. He was not out of her mind though, nor would he ever be.”
― H.C. Roberts, Harp and the Lyre: Extraction

“Sometimes we have to lose something precious not necessarily to gain something priceless; sometimes, just losing is priceless”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“All our lives, we journey from one dream to another, trying to grasp the ones that captivate us the most. Yet, tragically, these dreams are as fleeting as dry sand slipping through our fingers, no matter how tightly we hold on. Sometimes, I fear that you may turn out to be one such cherished dream in my life.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“But we cannot sit and stare at our wounds forever; instead, we must strive to deepen them and allow them to bleed freely to alleviate the pain”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“Ember fades, love fleets.
Autumn sings,
silent parting songs.”
― Monika Ajay Kaul

“Some may jest that I'm a chain smoker. No, I'm not; I just Ignite your memories when I miss you which is quite frequent.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“According to legend when Pandora opened the box, horrible things flew out and all of life's miseries were let out into the world.
I think my Pndora's box contains your memories which will spill out of that box like ghosts tearing apart the fabric of the soul and bursting forth.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“With each passing moment, the boundless void you left behind deepens just like the expanding depths of a black hole. All I can remember are two railway lines, poignantly mirroring our lives—parallel but fated to remain separate, forever running side by side yet never converging”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“When someone exits your life, you don't die instantly; instead, you begin to perish in pieces.

You no longer catch the scent they wore, and a part of you fades away.
You miss witnessing them change their clothes, another fragment of yourself diminishes, and you yearn for the familiar whispers in those intimate moments, yet all that fills the silence are echoes of your dreams, and so it continues.

Until eventually, you feel nothing, see nothing—just an overwhelming emptiness and a deafening silence”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“This agony of parting came in spasms, it appeared; one had only to endure them, to get beyond them.”
― Tessa Hadley, Late in the Day

“You know, sometimes, tears laden with memories become denser than blood, louder than silence?”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“Wounds are temporary, and pain is permanent, but it is their memories that are eternal, tearing you apart from time to time.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“In the end, he himself pushed away the one he had struggled so hard to hold; it was he who broke their oath to die together, after all his meticulous scheming to extract that promise.”
― Priest, Guardian: Zhen Hun (Novel) Vol. 3

“Suddenly, the River swept round a bend, and the banks rose upon either side, and the light of Lórien was hidden. To that fair land Frodo never came again.
The travellers now turned their faces to the journey; the sun was before them, and their eyes were dazzled, for all were filled with tears. [...]
'Tell me Legolas, why did I come on this Quest? Little did I know where the chief peril lay! Truly Elrond spoke, saying that we could not foresee what we might meet upon our road. Torment in the dark was the danger that I feared, and it did not hold me back. But I would not have come, had I known the danger of light and joy. Now I have taken my worst wound in this parting, even if I were to go this night straight to the Dark Lord. Alas for Gimli son of Glóin!'
'Nay! said Legolas. 'Alas for us all! And for all that walk in the world in these after-days. For such is the way of it: to find and lose, as it seems to those whose boat is on the running stream.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“Suddenly, the River swept round a bend, and the banks rose upon either side, and the light of Lórien was hidden. To that fair land Frodo never came again.
The travellers now turned their faces to the journey; the sun was before them, and their eyes were dazzled, for all were filled with tears. [...]
'Tell me Legolas, why did I come on this Quest? Little did I know where the chief peril lay! Truly Elrond spoke, saying that we could not foresee what we might meet upon our road. Torment in the dark was the danger that I feared, and it did not hold me back. But I would not have come, had I known the danger of light and joy. Now I have taken my worst wound in this parting, even if I were to go this night straight to the Dark Lord. Alas for Gimli son of Glóin!'
'Nay!' said Legolas. 'Alas for us all! And for all that walk in the world in these after-days. For such is the way of it: to find and lose, as it seems to those whose boat is on the running stream.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“. . .she [Alma] and Asku at the train depot in La Crosse[, Wisconsin] before he had left for Brown [University].
“I hate goodbyes,� she’d said after kissing him on the cheek, tears sprang in her eyes and drained down her face. He swept his thumb over her wet cheekbone.
“The Anishinaabe have no word for goodbye.�
“What do you say in parting?�
“You see Life as a straight line, but for us Life is a circle. After something or someone enters our circle they travel with us forever influencing us even if they are not physically present. To us there is no such thing as goodbye.�

Once again water filled her eyes as Asku’s voice became an echo in her thoughts . . . .”
― Amanda Skenandore, Between Earth and Sky

“When Someone Leaves

They do not take your breath or still your heart,
but piece by piece, you crumble into dust.
The scent they wore no longer haunts the air,
and something in you wilts, a quiet death.

You watch the space where once they used to stand,
the ghost of motion lingers in the dark.
The rustle of their clothes is lost to time,
a whisper swallowed whole by memory.

You call for them in dreams, in restless nights,
but only echoes answer in the void.
And bit by bit, the world is drained of light�
until there’s nothing left but hollow space,
a silence vast enough to swallow stars.

I wonder if that’s how it truly feels,
to miss someone so bad it cuts like steel,
a dagger twisting deep inside the gut,
each thought of them a wound that will not heal.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“The Dagger in the Heart

You seem so calm, the sea before a storm,
still in the hush before the waves arise.

But then—a memory drifts through your mind,
a fleeting touch of kindness long ago,
the quiet smile of someone in a café,
her laughter caught in sunlight, soft and bright.

A yellow tulip, trembling in your hands,
tucked in her hair, as golden as the dawn.
An old slip of paper, edges curling thin,
her number scrawled in ink now blurred with time�
and all at once, the stillness breaks apart.

Some words remain, though years have worn their sound,
like daggers lodged too deep within the heart.
They never twist, they never pull away,
but linger there, a whisper in the dark,
a wound unclosed, a shadow breathing near.
No matter where you turn, they echo back,
the syllables that cut and left their scar,
a voice that lingers long after it's gone.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“Every silence is a form of punishment in its own way, but the silence that lingers between two pauses is the most lethal of all—heavy with unspoken words, unresolved emotions, and the weight of what was left unsaid.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“And you know, I fell in love with you, fully aware that we might never meet again—just like someone who falls for a fictional character in a novel they read long ago, carrying that love in their heart despite the distance of reality.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“Not every person you see walking down the street is truly alive; some of them have already died in their own stories”
― Shahid Hussain Raja