Broken Hearted Poems That Make You Cry Novels & Stories

but he had refused to listen, even a goodbye, he had refused to listen. Finally, this hurricane love torn them apart, leaving them empty souls and broken hearts. That night, Sarah wrote her last poem. '' I look at you, but you're getting further away. I beg, I kneel but you're getting further. Even my broken heart knows so without breathing a single word. I only look at you, who is so eagerly leaving. Breaking again, mourning again, my love who I loved like my own life. I try to calm my heart and hold it, but my heart is crying again.

The what-ifs and maybes swirled in my head, each one a sharp jab to my already fragile heart. As I navigated the dark waters of heartbreak, I felt like I was drowning. The pain was suffocating, making it hard to breathe. I didn't know how to escape the heartache, didn't know how to make it stop. All I could do was stand there, frozen in agony, and let the emotions consume me.

"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 storms away, leaving me behind, distraught and hurt. I drop to the ground, clenching my hands into fists against the floor. My vision is blurred as the tears fall onto the back of my hands. I never knew I could feel so much pain yet be so in love with the person causing it. Am I that easy to let go of? Am I that easy to mess around with? I was so foolish to think that I'll survive a heartbreak, so damn foolish. How ridiculous of me to think I can be the flower that can grow in his dead garden. - - -

"Does Adrian know you're here?" Instead of answering directly, Sophia gazed deeply into my eyes, speaking earnestly. "Lucas, I made a terrible mistake. Please forgive me. "That day was an impulsive accident. It clouded my judgment. But you're the only one I've ever truly loved. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you."

🥀 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.

Argh .... Andien punched the metal guardrail as she shouted angrily. "I hate you, Kenan. I hate you!" Andien screamed again while the sea water began to wet parts of her body as she chose to sit on the bridge that people said was called the bridge of love. It had only been 12 hours since Andien had received Kenan's sacred vows but Andien felt that she was already a widow. Andien tried to hold back her sobs as the tears continued to flow.

The third one, which is about Malvika, would be published after Broken Hearts. Don't forget to vote and leave positive reviews. Also, do well to share this book with your friends and the people you know. Thanks for reading. Xoxo❤️

if only it could take away the pains in my chest…the agony…how did all this happen in just a day… Minutes later, the rain started to fall, but all I ever needed at the moment was the rain…I need it so bad to soothe my burning heart, my heart is on fire, I feel like the pain is going to burn me to death The pain is too much for me to handle, my chest tightens…I couldn't hold back my tears as I allow them to flow, the rain fell on me and wash my tears away, but why can't it wash away the aching pain in my heart "Ahhhhhhhhhh……..!!" I screamed loudly in the middle of the road falling to my knees I just want to die and give up, I have nothing to leave for….my child is gone, and now I have just on

As I entered inside the home, I could hear the sound of the Jaguar moving far away from me. My heart was all shattered into thousand prices is it even love if hearts aren't broken and tears aren't shed? _________________________________________________