An aching vacuum inside her sucking the air from her lungs. She hung her head and wept fiercely, the emptiness inside her growing larger not smaller; she felt as though it would grow so large it would suffocate her just as surely as the sea would have

— Alan Brennert

But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.

— Margaret Mitchell

I breathe in...the silence of my own heart aching with tenderness with memories. Of home.

— Sanober Khan

I cannot read my own words, Lest I shed a tear, For all the aching memories, That I hold so very dear.

— Anthony T. Hincks

I didn't know it was possible to simultaneously hate and ache for someone.

— Stephanie Perkins

In the afterglow of an evening rain lay downing the grass and think of you my body acheslike an after-kiss breaking in soft fire sand wildflowers my dear, I will always be this tender for you.

— Sanober Khan

I’ve reached the vanishing point without you. Here my heartache begins with your pain trying to find an unborn starting this fatal disappearance From the poem ‘Me with the Vanishing Point

— Munia Khan

Night never needs a shade, but it requires fading into the grin of twinkling stars where light is just a glint of scars

— Munia Khan

Sometimes a broken heart can mend something else's brokenness

— Munia Khan

There is some aching that will only heal...in the mosque of sleep.

— Sanober Khan