Broken Heart For Her Quotes Novels & Stories

“How do you forget the person who taught you how to breathe? How do you un-love someone who is written into your very DNA? If you have the cure for this, Jack, tell me. Because loving him feels like dying in slow motion, and I don't think I have enough of me left to survive another day of it.” Jack looked down at our joined hands, a look of utter defeat on his face. “I have no idea,” he whispered, his own voice thick with emotion. “Sometimes, the people we love the most are the ones who are meant to break us, just so we can see what we're made of when we're in pieces.”

🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀 My heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, each one piercing my soul like a shard of glass. The pain was overwhelming, a crushing weight that threatened to consume me. I felt empty, and hollow, like a part of me had been ripped away. Every breath I took felt like a struggle, every beat of my heart a reminder that the person I love would never love me back. My heart was broken, extremely broken, and I didn't know how to put it back together again. All I could do was hold on to the fragments, and hope that someday, somehow, I would find a way to heal.

She muttered painfully. Neil left her instantly after hearing her; she was right... He hated to admit it, but she was damn right. ‘You must have forgotten, but I couldn’t, because I so love you. Do you even know how it feels to see your love in others arms?" She jerked his shoulder angrily. ‘You know how much it hurts; it’s like death is better than his heartbreak.’ She cried. He was speechless. He never realised she was going through this much until today’s outburst.

Everything hurts, even though he didn't remember feeling anything before meeting her. He thinks of the last thing she said to him: "She didn't love me." He wishes she had told him sooner. He wants to hit something, but what? His fists are clenched so tightly that he can feel the bones of his knuckles cracking together. His heart is broken into a thousand pieces. He just wanted her to say those words, to tell him they still belong to each other. It doesn't matter that he lost it all; she is all that matters.

Her voice quivered with a quiet strength, assuring me that there was purpose in every twist and turn of my path. As the first tears trickled down my cheeks, Nonna reached out to hold my hand firmly. She understood the depth of my pain, the ache of a broken heart. "Yennifer," she said softly, "I know how shattered you feel right now, how much you miss him. Love has a way of entwining our souls, even when it hurts. But remember, my dear, love is not always enough to sustain a healthy bond."

Her lips moved but words failed her. "I know it's shocking but trust me I saw you suffering in one-sided love. I went through that phase as well. It's the worst type of love. Your good heart made me fall for you. I will shower you with love, I promise. Only a broken heart can mend another broken heart."

"I could never get mad at you for being you, the loving wife that you are, that you've been. Knowing I would be crushed you gave me the best gift I could ever receive. I was overwhelmed with what you and Shawn did for me, but I could never get mad at you. "You've shown me that a broken heart can still love, even if there's only pieces left to give. We've melded our broken pieces together and made it stronger. I'm sorry I haven't shown you what you mean to me," she chokes quietly and I take her in a passionate kiss.

I said. Tears began to fall from her eyes. "No, it's okay." She said. "There's nothing to do to him. I will only try to move on even though I still love him and I'm still hurt. Right now, I just need someone to comfort me and tell me everything will be okay." "Well, I'm here Diana. You will get through the whole heartbreak stuff." I wiped her tears. "I'm so broken." "I know you're broken but it only lasts for a while, you will come out strong tomorrow," I said and her tears fell more, like raindrops.

“But… I don’t want to have a relationship with someone who never sees me” “I mean… you know… you were a wonderful friend. You taught me how to love before you broke my heart and I hated you then” She chuckles, her face gazed at me with teary-eyed. “I never thought I’d say this, but I want you to be happy wherever you are. I understood, just like love, even heartbreak doesn’t last long” She ends. “Z…” I reach over her hand as I gazed at her. “I am so sorry…” I say with a slight of grief in my voice.

With the speed the expression across her adorable face changes, it takes me by slight surprise. She frowns at me, grabbing me the collar of my shirt. “Don’t you ever call yourself that. You’re not broken, Vector. You’re hurt. Badly. It’s not like you asked for this. Sometimes life just loves to be a bitch and take us by surprise. But that doesn’t mean it’s always going to be like that. You’re going to be okay. It’s just going to take a bit more time. That’s all.” She holds my face with both her hands, kissing the tip of my nose. “Say it. Say you’re not broken. Say it out loud. I want to hear it.”