Break Break Break Your Heart Novels & Stories

Melody POV. The thing that breaks you the most is the thing that should have built you up, it's the people who were supposed to love you, they hurt the worse, their injuries hit so low, that there's no coming up afterwards, you stay down, you can't pull your head out from the sand no matter what, you end up being broken, from the inside and the outside.

Chapter 7 Cleo Nothing hurts more than a broken heart . A broken heart that has not healed properly is like a scar that hasn't healed properly . On the surface everything looks standard; however when you go deeper you are still blue and black from the blow that you sufferd at the hands of the one who swore love , protection, and stability. If dealt with sooner the scar can heal if not it can rott and cause major problems. Imagine baking a cake that flops. Proper healing happens from the inside out. When you nurse your broken heart too long thinking that you're okay you end up discovering that the damage is worse than initially thought and its somehow spread to your soul. So not only are you

My soul was shattered and my heart was completely broken. The growl sounded again. "That's it" Becca cried "We're doomed"

"What I saw this evening really break me. You broke my heart...No you broke me...I'm broken Kareem! I'm sorry I can't live with a person who don't value my existence" "Maryam please listen to me at least. I don't even remember exactly what happened!" "You were drunk aren't you? You promised me Kareem! You promised me you won't take drugs or drink again! You do....and what will even happened if I listen to you now?...what happened between us will it change? No it won't...nothing can ever change what's between us... It over Kareem and it's late already" "You're now free...you're free to finally be with your one and only safeenah who has been dead but still into your system" she said and went o

BROKEN by Jazz: I deluded myself that we could be one, But somehow, I was glad heartbreak met me, If not I wouldn't have realized your heart, I fell under your spell of love, Lost in the illusions of a Me and You, I can't deny that, But don't you ever say I was a fool, Chorus: All I ever wanted was your love, I never wanted to leave, All I wanted was for you to let me in, But all you did was to BREAK ME Yeah, all you ever did was to B-R-E-A-K ME! Verse 2: I can't believe I thought loving you was enough, Every midnight I still adore you, I miss waking up and seeing you besides me, It's driving me crazy, I was kinda getting used to you being around, I wished my absence hurt you the way it hurt

“It was said to hold the power to change our fate, but only if mended by true love.” I eyed the pendant, realization dawning on me. “You mean...” He nodded. “The day it broke was the day I handed you the divorce papers. I believed it was a sign, confirming my decision to let you go was right.” “But why did it break?” I pressed, the urgency evident in my voice. His gaze met mine, filled with anguish. “It broke when I lied to you about my reasons for wanting the divorce.” I staggered back, the weight of his words sinking in. "You lied? But why?"

Selina stood before Nestor, her hand raised, looking up at him. The golden mask cast a cold light under the lamp, but the dark eyes beneath it, like an unmeltable ink pool, flowed with endless sadness. Their eyes met; neither spoke. "Nestor, I'm willing to be your friend," Selina said softly. Nestor's expression turned complex. "They say people who have loved each other can't be friends after they break up." Selina, whose mood had been dampened by Nestor's emotions, suddenly laughed.

"And by the end he confessed that he loved me and I didn't know how to react to it," I felt numb and a silent observer of my heartbreak. It was as if I could hear the sound of my heart shattering, not unlike the sharp crack of a wooden bat connected with a baseball. But no, it was messier than that. It was more like the relentless pounding of rain from a powerful thunderstorm on a tin roof, each dropping a hammer blow until the surface shattered into billions of tiny fragments. Fragments of my heart that I couldn’t piece back together by myself.

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."

Eugene said, resting his head against mine as we watched our happy family. Even though we didn't have a fairytale beginning and had a lot of ups and downs in our progressing relationship, we met each other halfway. We were too scared to light the spark between us, afraid it might break us both in the end. And even though we were both broken, Eugene more than me, we took each other's broken pieces and built each other up again. We were two broken hearts who met each other at the most unexpected time, and we each gave our half to the other to mend the broken parts. We were there for each other, sometimes just lagging a bit behind, but we were there. And if this wasn't what one would call love,