Romans & histoires Break Break Break Break Your Heart

🎵 I trusted you completely, gave my all, But now I'm standing here, watching my world fall, In the rearview mirror, your image plays its part, Why did you choose to break my heart? Why did you choose to break my heart? Tore our love apart, like a work of dark art, Promises shattered, like fragments torn apart, Why did you choose to break my heart? 🎵 The memories we shared, now twisted and unclear, A silent whisper, a secret held so near, Your laughter echoes, a bittersweet refrain, I'm left with this ache, this never-ending pain. 🎵 I gave you all my love, my soul exposed, But behind my back, a story that no one knows,

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

why you choosen him over me is he that better than me what the hell made you think of him as your life partner do you ever know how much it hurts me its hurting this pain killing me from deep inside of my heart what you're gonna name this pain why you did this didn't you ever feel my love for you did I ever done any wrong with feelings what thing I lack of you choosed him over me why??? deep inside my heart its screaming to let you know my love but I can't loose you I can't live without you why no one ever said about the pain of heart break may be because the only who experience it may know the real pain behind every heartbreak my pain behind my smile everyday but a little hope one day you m

"And I need to get to work with an open mind." “I am resting.” I failed horribly at holding back my laughter. God, I had missed this. "I wasn't planning to fuck you though," he said, "we can't be fucking every other day like animals, can we, my love?" "But..." he then added, "These two weeks won't be good for you I promise." He let me go right then. "The game is over," he said shortly, "hurry up get prepared I'd stop you by when I'm going down town."

“I’m asking for… a chance. A future chance.” The air crackled with the force of his will. “I lack so much. I’m… broken in places you haven’t even seen. It’s obvious I’m not worthy of you. I proved that already.” He swallowed hard. “So don’t forgive me. Don’t forget me, either. Hold a grudge. Be angry. Hell, hate me if it’s easier. Just… remember me. Keep a space for me, even if it’s a dark, resentful corner in the back of your mind. Just don’t wipe me out. Just don’t let me become a stranger.”

my heart breaks as I look at my mate. How can I fix this?

It had been almost a week since I miscarried, and he couldn't even be bothered to call me, yet he stopped by my ward because Sue caught a little cold. Sue walked in with a bouquet, saying it was for me, but when she saw the drawing on my bedside table, she totally lost it. "A drawing! It's a drawing!" She crouched down, covering her ears and crying her eyes out. "Zach, hurry! Burn it!" Zach was really worried about her and didn't even check what was in the drawing. He smashed the frame to the floor and flicked open his lighter. My anger boiled over. I yanked the IV needle out of my hand and lunged forward. I stepped on some glass shards, leaving small drops of blood behind me.

Someone who wouldn’t shatter my heart into a million pieces. Just maybe.

Something broken, fragile. Something I had ruined.

I told him without being able to hold back the tears in my eyes. "I thank you for loving me so much, that you have protected and cared for me, as only you could, but I can not reciprocate this love, and it breaks my soul to have to tell you to forgive me, for hurting you, I do not want to hurt you, but I can not lie to you, because you are very important to me, but it is him who I love has always been him, "I told him shattered.