Break Your Heart Lyrics Novels & Stories

He tilted his face up, revealing a scar that ran from his forehead to his brow. "Remember this scar? You got it the third time we divorced. You smashed a vase… but I never blamed you…" "That's because you deserved it," I finally said. "That day, I opened the door and saw Larissa wearing my wedding dress in our bedroom." I broke free from his grasp and, before leaving, glanced back at him one last time. "Love isn't an apology after you hurt someone. I'm not a toy you use and put away. You never understood what love is. Experiencing real love has shown me that what we had wasn’t it."

"Cassidy, when we made this mug, you said after we got married, we'd make a smaller one for our child. Do you still remember?" "I remember." "Then would you give me one more shot? I can wait for you to break up with him." As he said those words, his voice started to falter with emotion. I gazed at him silently, then slowly walked up to him and took the mug from his hands. Under his incredulous stare, I smashed it into bits. "There. Now that the mug is broken and the baby is gone, it's time you stopped fooling yourself." With that, I walked forward, stepping on shards in the process.

I scream hitting my fists on the ground. " You've broken my heart so many times and yet I kept thinking that you might have a reason but today, you got engaged to my sister without even thinking about the years of our lives we dedicated to each other. You forgot everything about me like an old trash." I sob as he sits on the floor in front of me.

Right now, I wasn’t in the right state of mind to listen to any logical reasoning. Eric took me to her room, but I could only watch her from the window. She laid there, motionless. And for the first time in years, I broke down, crying. Why? Why does everyone I love have to leave me? It’s always my fault one way or the other. Why did I have to be such a curse? But Rose, please. You have to be fine. You have to. Please, come back to me. I’ll change. I’ll apologize for everything I put you through. I’ll tell you anything you want to know, just, please. Come back.

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.

"I'm sure you know how much I hate being misunderstood by someone I trusted," I said. I watched Helga stammer in panic, but my heart stayed cold. I thought I'd finally feel satisfied once she knew the truth, realized her mistake, and apologized. Even so, the misery lingered. The scars on my face were nothing, but my hands were ruined now. I'd never play the piano again. She'd destroyed the one thing I loved most without a second thought. Of course, I'd never get over this.

*** I feel strange these days My heart gets cold, like it's a habit I try to act like I'm strong But my feelings for you are so obvious What do I do with myself? I keep liking you Taking a step away from you Is so hard I try laughing out louder But I'm not happy when you're not here Where are you looking? Don't leave me alone anymore I want to love, only you Tell me that it's alright Show me your real heart I think it's really broken There's a fever in my heart, without tact I'm afraid I'll lose you if I go to you So I quietly wait for you to come first. ***

​Her voice came through the receiver trembling, cracked and broken, as though she were struggling to breathe amidst a stifled, desperate sob: — "Adrian... I need you." ​Adrian froze dead in his tracks, the lit cigarette slipping from his fingers to hit the cold floor, completely ignored. That single word hit his ears like an electric shock, instantly dissolving his cold facade and the remaining haze of alcohol. He hadn't heard that word from her in years, and the sheer brokenness in her tone made his heart contract violently. ​The forced calm vanished entirely from his voice, replaced by a sharp panic and a raw desperation he could no longer hide:

~So, please don't break my heart Don't tear me apart I know how it starts Trust me, I've been broken before Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me, I've been broken before~ -What if Uno once day, decided to break my heart? Would it hurt as much as what Rico made me feel? ~I've been broken, yeah I know how it feels To be open And then find out your love isn't real I'm still hurting, yeah I'm hurting inside I'm so scared to fall in love, but if it's you, then I'll try~

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