Romans & histoires Being Hurt In A Relationship Quotes

Liora tried to persuade him patiently. "Do you think I want this? Ask Zoey why she cheated on me. Did I not treat her well?" Gavin shouted, his eyes bloodshot with tears. So it was a matter of romantic relationships. Once someone became obsessed with love, they could do anything. Liora took a breath and said, "You're suffering now, indeed. Anyone would feel hurt in this situation. However, the world isn't short of people, is it? If she cheated on you to be with someone else, you're not meant for each other. Why torture yourself by clinging to a relationship that isn't meant to be?"

Our relationship… I understand that it is all my fault but knowing that he cared about me… “You shouldn’t. I’ve survived worse,” “You prick. This isn’t about you.” He stood up abruptly and paced around the room. “When I tried to kill myself, you gave me shit for it. And I’ve never… I’ve never had to see you hurt. I’ve never had to know you could get hurt. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. Of course we get hurt here. No matter what I do. Someone would always get hurt.” My head pounded. “You aren’t supposed to do anything—”

“Yeah, maybe.” “Enzo, I want to let you in. But I’m so scared of hurting you. I thought that if I came out here alone–” “Don’t you see?” he cut in. “I’m not worried about getting hurt. I’m worried about you getting hurt. We’re both doing so much worrying that we aren’t being present. I think we’re actually hurting each other more.” Despite myself, my lips twitched. “Well, that’s an awful lot of hurt going around. We can’t be having that.”

"Because you're going to get hurt in relationships, Elena. That's just part of loving someone. The question isn't whether it will hurt. It's whether it will be worth it." We sat in silence as the sun painted the sky in shades of orange and pink and gold. And for the first time since I'd arrived at the beach, I let myself imagine going back. Not because I had to, not because I was trapped, but because I wanted to see if maybe–just maybe–we could build something that didn't require either of us to shrink. That night, I wrote in a journal I'd brought:

I want to keep you safe from everything. Including the potential of me hurting you." "You cant shield me from everything. She grasped his hands and said, "That's not how relationships work." "We're going to make mistakes—the two of us. Say the wrong things. Make mistakes. That's normal. But Marcus? You can't truly let yourself be in this relationship because you're so worried about hurting me. "I'm not scared—"You are. It is easy to see. You're already making plans, contingencies, and backup strategies. But love doesn't work like a business deal. Sometimes you have to—trust. And be present. And accept that imperfect is okay."

Protect my feelings. His frown deepened. He shifted, clenching his fist and his jaw. “Listen, I’m not good at any of this relationship stuff… actually, I’ve never even really been in an actual real relationship.” “Really? Even with Chloe?” I don’t know where the comment came from and I didn’t like how bitter and angry I sounded. “Sorry.” I immediately added. What the hell was wrong with me? I didn’t believe in hurting someone back just because they had done the same to you.

Karin shouted, hitting Ryan's chest again. Ryan caught Karin's hand and placed it on the left and right side of her waist. “So, are you saying our relationship is wrong? Do you think anyone will suffer and be hurt because of our love?” Karin closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I'm afraid of this relationship! We shouldn't be together. There are too many things that can make us just fight often, like now."

Everything we've done for each other has been from the goodness of our hearts. “I've been here before all of this before joining us before any of this thing that is breaking our so called relationship.” We've known each other, we fought for each other, we fought side by side each and every time to make each other better person. “Didn't I remember all of the advice that you've given to me or you stood in place for me how your brother was dead and out.” The first thing you thought about was to protect me and keep me safe day. “I do not forget that.” I will never forget that it is rooted in my heart. And maybe that is what hurts me the most because the both of us had such a relationship that I

"You don't have to pretend anymore, I know you don't get hurt so easily." "Who said that? I'm a very vulnerable person, just one sentence from another person is enough to make me cry." I objected. Matthew laughed. "Because those are the words of the people you care about, but you should remember that the person who loves you will not let you be sad and the people who often hurt you are not the ones who love you. You should not be sad because of them." Then Matthew put my head on his shoulder. "I will not hurt you, if at some point I accidentally hurt you, you must tell me. If you are sad, I will also be heartbroken." Matthew said sweetly.

"That's enough, Malcolm. You've hurt me with your words more than enough. You should leave and maybe... don't ever come back" The last statement rolled out of my lips even though it had felt so heavy. But, I needed to say that. I needed to keep my sanity in check and if he'd keep making assumptions, then I'm not ready to keep getting hurt. I turned away from him but he held me tightly in a hug, stopping me from leaving. "I'm really sorry, Mary.. I didn't mean to hurt you then and now. I just... I guess I'm really terrible at words and I suck at relationships. But, don't ask me to leave and never come back"