Broken Hearted Poems For Him Novels & Stories

I saw him in her arms, it tore me apart, My love for him etched deep within my heart. How could he not see the pain he caused in me? I was just a silent admirer, but he held the key. Now I'm drowning in sorrow, lost in despair, A shattered dream, love's unfair affair. 🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵

I buried my face against him, my eyes squeezing shut as tears finally slipped down my cheeks. “I’m sorry.” “I’m so sorry you had to go through all this.” My voice cracked. “I’m really sorry.” I didn’t know if I was apologizing for his mother’s death, for what I had just discovered, or for every painful thing life had thrown at him. Maybe it was all of it. I only knew that holding him like this felt like the only thing I could do. And at that moment, I was brokenhearted for him.

“Don’t touch me. You promised.” It felt like my chest had been ripped open. Each breath cut like glass, betrayal pressing down on me until even standing upright felt like an act of war. Memories of laughter, whispered vows, and nights tangled together stabbed me from within. The silence between us roared, and in it, the truth hit me like a blade: love wasn’t lost—it was broken, shattered into pieces that would never fit back together. “I’m sorry, baby,” he whispered again and again, the word sorry spilling from him like a prayer. His eyes looked haunted, like he needed me but didn’t know how to say it.

I wept, feeling a hollow ache in my heart that could never be filled. Every time I dream of that man, I am left with this same sensation. Over the past three years, I have been unable to erase his silhouette from my mind. Each encounter in my dreams leaves me just as heartbroken as the last, and this pain never fades. If anything, with the passage of time, the impression of that man has become more deeply etched into my mind and heart. Who are you? Who are you that makes my heart so weary, who makes me hope only to fall into despair?

“And if you can’t, then don’t come back at all.” The line goes dead, leaving me alone in the deafening silence. My heart shattered into a million pieces, my soul bleeding from the wounds of his words. I pull my knees to my chest, burying my face as the sobs wrack my body, my heart shattering into a million pieces like a broken mirror. The tears soak into the fabric of my jeans. It’s like a knife twisting in my gut, knowing the one person who should care the most about me doesn’t give a damn. Every harsh word, every cold dismissal from him over the years comes flooding back, each memory a fresh wound.

Aldrake said, his words shattering her heart. His words sliced through her heart like a thousand shards of glass, each one cutting deeper into her soul. Tears streamed down her face, a torrent of pain and despair that she couldn't contain. She trembled, her entire being shattering under the weight of his cruel words. It was as if the very foundation of her world had been ripped apart, leaving her gasping for air, unable to process the brutal truth that had just been laid bare.

One thing is for sure He is going to break my heart again and this time beyond any repair. ***TBC***

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.

Tears pricked my eyes as I read his first words. “My darling Avery, I can not begin to tell you how deeply sorry I am for all I have put you through. You are probably tired of hearing all my apologies, my broken vows and unfulfilled promises. I know I have failed you in many many ways, and I can never undo the hurt I’ve caused you. I don’t deserve your love and I won’t even dare to ask for your forgiveness. But I want you to know that I’m suffering. I’m suffering so much without you. There is no more colors in the sky for me now, and there is no more pleasure in the world. There is not a minute of the day when you are not on my mind.

And the pace of his words died down, as if he realized he does not deserve me. I wanted to stay, I wanted to hug him, stop him from crying but I couldn’t. Knowing that it’ll happen again, “this heartbreak is better than a lifetime of ache.” I jerked his hand off of mine. “This heartbreak will ache for a lifetime.” He got up, his white pants torn, his knees bleeding just as his eyes. “Don’t do this to me, I’ll become the man you want, I’ll leave this world to enter yours, just,” desperate, in need of love, he vulnerably implored, “just let me in.”