Being Broken Hearted Quotes Novels & Stories

He all but yelled. Then he took another step backward even though his piercing blue eyes never left mine, and his gaze still burned hotter than fire, His voice softening to reveal the emotions behind his words." And of all the things that go on in that pretty head of yours, of all the things you think of me, Do you think I am capable of breaking your heart? Of revealing such details to you when I know it would utterly crumble you? I cannot possibly do that. I could never. There was nothing I could do that wouldn't break your heart, and I would rather shatter my heart into innumerable pieces than break yours."

“I hate you! You don't have anything I want! Go away and never comeback!” The young man can only turn away, and wouldn't let any words to come out his mouth after. The little girl words is something he couldn't stand, and he wouldn't want to reveal what is it in his heart. His heart that is broke into pieces wouldn't matter and is nothing but a piece of fragment that is beating in its deadliest!

I pulled up the video from that online post and showed it to her. Sophia's face turned pale, and she was left speechless. Eventually, she lowered her head and turned to leave, but then she stopped at the door. "Would you believe me if I told you that I never understood how much you meant to me until I lost you?" "It doesn't matter anymore, Sophia. Whatever I felt for you is already gone." Just after I closed the door, the noise came from outside my bedroom. Samantha Carter poked her head out, hair tousled and eyes sleepy. "I can smell the food," she murmured.

Argh .... Andien punched the metal guardrail as she shouted angrily. "I hate you, Kenan. I hate you!" Andien screamed again while the sea water began to wet parts of her body as she chose to sit on the bridge that people said was called the bridge of love. It had only been 12 hours since Andien had received Kenan's sacred vows but Andien felt that she was already a widow. Andien tried to hold back her sobs as the tears continued to flow.

Pain… I know pain. I know how it feels, how it can twist and break you until you’re nothing but fragments of who you used to be. I’m shattered, and I can’t be fixed. Happiness is fleeting—whenever I think I’ve found it, it slips through my fingers, leaving me even more broken than before. Have you ever been in a place where you can’t cry anymore, even when you desperately needed to? When the tears just won’t come, no matter how much you want to let it all out?

"How do you heal a broken heart, Darvin?" "I don’t know. The day Dad took his life was the first time my heart was totally broken. And I couldn’t heal it until now. And then it just keeps breaking over and over again over the years. Maybe it is different from what you have. But at the end of the day, it still gave us pain. But I know you can handle it better than I can. We will take it one day at a time. And I’m sure one day, you’ll just wake up, and your heart’s not broken anymore."

he said that broke my heart. I feel lik countless knives plotted on me. The pain is unbearable that I can't hold on while hearing them talking about me... Talking how Peter would hurt me. No, Peter. Don’t do that. I can’t take it. Don’t hurt me on that day, Peter… Don’t break up with me on my birthday, please… Please... I can't bear to lose you. I can't bear to see you in that woman's arm, Peter. Please... I love you.

Just like a fragile glass falling on a hard concrete ground and smashing into a million pieces. Pieces that will never be joined together. My heart had been broken like nothing else. It was shattered and drained, weary and hurtful. In pain and in agony. It felt as if all the crucification had fallen upon it. “Maya.” I called out the name of my love but got no reply from her. I was never going to get another word from her. She was gone. Gone? The word felt like a dagger. One that was constantly stabbing my heart. My breathing was shaky and my heart beat was slow,

"I miss you, John. Every second of every day. I keep thinking about the life we could have had, the love we could have shared. It's not fair... it's just not fair." Amelia's soliloquy echoed through the room, her words a testament to the depth of her pain and the profound loss she felt. In that moment, her broken heart spilled over with memories, regrets, and the realization that life could change in an instant, leaving her adrift in a sea of sorrow.

Her heart seems to be breaking into pieces, making her feel numb. Midnight neighed, seeming to feel its owner's desolation. ****😳😢😳****