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♥️ A Heart That Cares Too Much ♥️

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A Heart That Cares Too Much ♥️

❤️


Why can’t I unlove with ease,
Like the wind that slips through trees?
Why does my heart so freely give,
Yet feel so empty when I live?

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I pour my care, I share my light,
But shadows linger every night.
Is it me who gives too much,
Or do I crave a softer touch?

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Am I asking for too high a price,
Or lost in hearts that feel like ice?
Do I expect what they can’t show,
Or am I scared to let them go?

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Oh, teach me how to walk away,
To guard my heart, to keep it safe.
To love, but not to lose my core,
To care, but not forevermore.



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For love should flow both ways, it’s true,
A bond of gold, not shades of blue.
So here I stand, both strong and wise,
With clearer heart and brighter skies.


:heart1:
 


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The Weight of a Heart That Cares ♥️


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But still, my heart, it beats so strong,

Though sometimes it feels it’s been too long.
I long for peace, a gentle balm,

To soothe the storm, to bring a calm.

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I wonder if love is meant to be,

A river that flows, not just for me.
Perhaps the secret is to give,

Not just to others, but to how I live.

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For love begins within the soul,

A light that makes the broken whole.
So let me learn to love myself,

And place my heart upon the shelf,

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Not as a burden, but as a guide,

A gentle force I cannot hide.
For love must come from deep inside,
Before it’s shared

with hearts outside.

:heart1:

 



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A Heart That Cares Too Much ♥️

❤️


Why can’t I unlove with ease,
Like the wind that slips through trees?
Why does my heart so freely give,
Yet feel so empty when I live?

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I pour my care, I share my light,
But shadows linger every night.
Is it me who gives too much,
Or do I crave a softer touch?

View attachment 287270

Am I asking for too high a price,
Or lost in hearts that feel like ice?
Do I expect what they can’t show,
Or am I scared to let them go?

View attachment 287271

Oh, teach me how to walk away,
To guard my heart, to keep it safe.
To love, but not to lose my core,
To care, but not forevermore.



View attachment 287272

For love should flow both ways, it’s true,
A bond of gold, not shades of blue.
So here I stand, both strong and wise,
With clearer heart and brighter skies.


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The wind isn't *just* slipping via thy tree jaana, they r making every atomios of them' to interact wd thy tree,
N so U r!
Isn't dat worth? Whether they luv us back r not, thy luv persist n dats g8: )
Painful yet memorable

 
The wind isn't *just* slipping via thy tree jaana, they r making every atomios of them' to interact wd thy tree,
N so U r!
Isn't dat worth? Whether they luv us back r not, thy luv persist n dats g8: )
Painful yet memorable


Yess., as You said it’s about the interaction, the moments shared, and the way they shape us. Whether it’s painful or joyful, it lingers, leaving behind something meaningful. And that, in itself, is worth cherishing.

Love itself isn’t harm or bad., it’s one of the most profound and beautiful emotions we can experience. However, the way love unfolds, or the expectations attached to it, can sometimes bring pain. Love is pure, but it’s the circumstances, misunderstandings, or unreciprocated feelings that can cause hurt.

It’s natural to hope for love to be returned in the same way we give it, but even when it’s not, the love you’ve felt and given isn’t wasted., it’s a reflection of Our capacity to care deeply. Loving someone is never truly a loss; it’s a testament to Our strength and Our heart’s openness
.

 



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A Heart That Cares Too Much ♥️

❤️


Why can’t I unlove with ease,
Like the wind that slips through trees?
Why does my heart so freely give,
Yet feel so empty when I live?

View attachment 287269

I pour my care, I share my light,
But shadows linger every night.
Is it me who gives too much,
Or do I crave a softer touch?

View attachment 287270

Am I asking for too high a price,
Or lost in hearts that feel like ice?
Do I expect what they can’t show,
Or am I scared to let them go?

View attachment 287271

Oh, teach me how to walk away,
To guard my heart, to keep it safe.
To love, but not to lose my core,
To care, but not forevermore.



View attachment 287272

For love should flow both ways, it’s true,
A bond of gold, not shades of blue.
So here I stand, both strong and wise,
With clearer heart and brighter skies.


:heart1:

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Yess., as You said it’s about the interaction, the moments shared, and the way they shape us. Whether it’s painful or joyful, it lingers, leaving behind something meaningful. And that, in itself, is worth cherishing.

Love itself isn’t harm or bad., it’s one of the most profound and beautiful emotions we can experience. However, the way love unfolds, or the expectations attached to it, can sometimes bring pain. Love is pure, but it’s the circumstances, misunderstandings, or unreciprocated feelings that can cause hurt.

It’s natural to hope for love to be returned in the same way we give it, but even when it’s not, the love you’ve felt and given isn’t wasted., it’s a reflection of Our capacity to care deeply. Loving someone is never truly a loss; it’s a testament to Our strength and Our heart’s openness
.

:clapping::inlove:
 



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☬⁠。⁠)(⁠。☬⁠
☬⁠


A Heart That Cares Too Much ♥️

❤️


Why can’t I unlove with ease,
Like the wind that slips through trees?
Why does my heart so freely give,
Yet feel so empty when I live?

View attachment 287269

I pour my care, I share my light,
But shadows linger every night.
Is it me who gives too much,
Or do I crave a softer touch?

View attachment 287270

Am I asking for too high a price,
Or lost in hearts that feel like ice?
Do I expect what they can’t show,
Or am I scared to let them go?

View attachment 287271

Oh, teach me how to walk away,
To guard my heart, to keep it safe.
To love, but not to lose my core,
To care, but not forevermore.



View attachment 287272

For love should flow both ways, it’s true,
A bond of gold, not shades of blue.
So here I stand, both strong and wise,
With clearer heart and brighter skies.


:heart1:


๑⁠˙⁠❥⁠˙⁠ ✿⁠
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The Weight of a Heart That Cares ♥️


❤️

But still, my heart, it beats so strong,

Though sometimes it feels it’s been too long.
I long for peace, a gentle balm,

To soothe the storm, to bring a calm.

View attachment 287273

I wonder if love is meant to be,

A river that flows, not just for me.
Perhaps the secret is to give,

Not just to others, but to how I live.

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For love begins within the soul,

A light that makes the broken whole.
So let me learn to love myself,

And place my heart upon the shelf,

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Not as a burden, but as a guide,

A gentle force I cannot hide.
For love must come from deep inside,
Before it’s shared

with hearts outside.

:heart1:

Beautiful...
Lovely arrangements...
 



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⁠The Healing Heart: A Journey of Love and Strength ❤️

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I’ve built my walls, yet left a door,

A quiet space, an open floor.
For those who see, for those who stay,

Who choose my heart and not just play.

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But scars still whisper in the night,

Reminders of a fading light.
Can love still bloom where trust has died,

Or will it drown beneath the tide?

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I search for souls who truly see,

The fragile strength that lives in me.
Not just my smile, not just my face,

But every crack, each hidden place.

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Oh, let me love without regret,

With gentle dreams and no more debt.
To give my heart, but keep it whole,

To share my love, yet guard my soul.

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For love’s a dance of give and take,

A tender song that hearts can make.
So here I stand, no longer torn,
A heart

rebuilt, a love reborn.

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☬⁠。⁠)(⁠。☬⁠
☬⁠


A Heart That Cares Too Much ♥️

❤️


Why can’t I unlove with ease,
Like the wind that slips through trees?
Why does my heart so freely give,
Yet feel so empty when I live?

View attachment 287269

I pour my care, I share my light,
But shadows linger every night.
Is it me who gives too much,
Or do I crave a softer touch?

View attachment 287270

Am I asking for too high a price,
Or lost in hearts that feel like ice?
Do I expect what they can’t show,
Or am I scared to let them go?

View attachment 287271

Oh, teach me how to walk away,
To guard my heart, to keep it safe.
To love, but not to lose my core,
To care, but not forevermore.



View attachment 287272

For love should flow both ways, it’s true,
A bond of gold, not shades of blue.
So here I stand, both strong and wise,
With clearer heart and brighter skies.


:heart1:
Wind never slips through trees, it's just the trees that stands still to harsh wind. But when the soul of tree is tired of being strong it lets the wind take away it's leaves.
Same is the case with humans we keep pouring our love, beyond capacity -- we empty ourselves to fill others jar of happiness with love and care...when this love is not reciprocated the way we had thought of or wanted, we still do not give up like that autumn tree leaves. By the time our soul realises it's tiredness we can't unlove anymore....
And the damage it causes remains forever.
 
Wind never slips through trees, it's just the trees that stands still to harsh wind. But when the soul of tree is tired of being strong it lets the wind take away it's leaves.
Same is the case with humans we keep pouring our love, beyond capacity -- we empty ourselves to fill others jar of happiness with love and care...when this love is not reciprocated the way we had thought of or wanted, we still do not give up like that autumn tree leaves. By the time our soul realises it's tiredness we can't unlove anymore....
And the damage it causes remains forever.

:inlove:

Love, like trees facing the wind, remains resilient even when unreciprocated. But when the soul grows weary from giving without receiving, the wounds linger.

True healing begins when we learn to share our love with those who cherish and nurture it in return.

 



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The Heart's Silent Strength ❤️

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The journey, though long, has shown me clear,
That healing takes time, and love, no fear.
I’ve found that strength is not just power,
But the quiet peace within each hour.


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I no longer seek to please or prove,
For in my soul, I’ve found my groove.
Love does not ask for sacrifice,
But a balance that feels pure and nice.


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Each step I take, I do so bold,
Not clinging to the past or what’s been told.
For the truth lies in the present space,
A place of peace, a place of grace.


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I’ve learned that love does not demand,
But gently leads, hand in hand.
It guides me through both dark and light,
With wisdom that brings endless sight.


:heart1:
 
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The Heart's Silent Strength ❤️

❤️



The journey, though long, has shown me clear,
That healing takes time, and love, no fear.
I’ve found that strength is not just power,
But the quiet peace within each hour.


View attachment 287960

I no longer seek to please or prove,
For in my soul, I’ve found my groove.
Love does not ask for sacrifice,
But a balance that feels pure and nice.


View attachment 287961

Each step I take, I do so bold,
Not clinging to the past or what’s been told.
For the truth lies in the present space,
A place of peace, a place of grace.


View attachment 287962

I’ve learned that love does not demand,
But gently leads, hand in hand.
It guides me through both dark and light,
With wisdom that brings endless sight.


:heart1:
Every emotion and thought is beautifully penned down...
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You have a heart full of love and kindness, Pop, and I'm lucky to have grown up under your care. You've taught me so much about what it means to be a good person, and I hope to pass that legacy on to my own children someday

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True we love, we love too much. We learn the hard way who's worth that love and who's not. The heart hurts.. and we question if we're still capable of loving another ever again... Yes, we do, but now when we love, we know to protect ourselves from the possible hurt. We come out stronger, we come out more confident, but never stop loving, never less compassionate.

Related to every bit of what you wrote and I must say you're one amazing woman.

Love, love.
 
True we love, we love too much. We learn the hard way who's worth that love and who's not. The heart hurts.. and we question if we're still capable of loving another ever again... Yes, we do, but now when we love, we know to protect ourselves from the possible hurt. We come out stronger, we come out more confident, but never stop loving, never less compassionate.

Related to every bit of what you wrote and I must say you're one amazing woman.

Love, love.

Thank you for your kind words. Healing teaches us to love with wisdom and strength while protecting our peace. Never stop loving, never stop growing. :inlove:

 



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The Depth of My Love


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We can’t love someone as much as we miss them,
A quiet ache, a soft, dim hymn.
Why does my heart love so deep, so true,

When your love doesn’t match this hue?

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I long for you in silent ways,
Through endless nights and hollow days.
I care for you, I feel your air,
Even when you’re unaware.

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You may be a friend, a soul, a light,

Or a fleeting star in my endless night.
A special person, close yet far,
A distant yet unyielding star.


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Why don’t you see how deep I care?

How much my love just lingers there?
But love like this is pure and free,
A quiet river, a boundless sea.


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So I’ll love you still, though you may not know,
In gentle waves and endless flow.

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For loving deep is a gift, not a chain,

A beautiful
song, despite the pain.


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