Brokenhearted Poems Novels & Stories

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❤️

It feels like death, just the same as bereavement and in quiet moments, it chokes my breath. Only Marvis whom I loved so much could be my assassin. It takes an inside job to attack one so resilient to emotional injury. That is my heartbreak. My heart has been shattered to millions of pieces that I don't even know how to pick and gather them so I can mend it.

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

When your heart is broken, there are no words to describe the feeling. You could describe the feeling of sadness afterwards, but not the actual heartbreak - because when your heart is broken, shattered even, by someone who was made for you, no words come to mind, no words can get passed your tongue. All you feel is an intense numbness taking over your body, no feelings could be felt, no sound could be heard, no scents could be smelled, no nothing. Just the knowledge that your heart is being broken and it may never heal.

I should have know a man like that is only in it for the fun, nothing more. It is truly terrifying the sound of a heart breaking, the sound of silence, the loneliness of an aching heart and the sobs of a shattered soul. I’ve been through so many but this one truly hurts, this one pains every inch of my being.

I wish I was more sensible. I take another huge gulp from the champagne bottle, then groan loudly afterwards. I feel like I'm being ripped apart from the inside. Nothing in my entire life has ever hurt this bad. Absolutely nothing. Heartbreak is the worst pain imaginable. I never thought it was but now that I'm feeling it, I know it is. Indigo hates me now. There's no coming back from that. I bet she's going to move on from me sooner than later, leaving me alone in despair.

I made a supreme effort, telling him, “I’ll live.” “The Moon Goddess isn’t done with you yet, sweetheart. Who knows, you may find your own fated mate at the North Shore pack ball. Wouldn’t that be something?” I couldn’t answer. The ‘Remus’ effect got me every time, heightening my senses like a blindfold. For our final fling he gagged me, so I knew kissing was out. Was he feeling it, too, the sense of separation? In my case, of desolation. Tears dripped off my chin as he entered me and I pulled against my restraints, going through the motions now. Even though he was tender with me afterwards, it felt like my heart was breaking all over again.

Pain makes the heart weak, It breaks from the inside, It could cloud our judgment, And break lovers apart... ©Oluwatoyosi Precious POV Pain. All I felt was pain. All I remembered was pain. My heart was broken all over again, my body was waging a war against my mind. I couldn't think straight and all I saw was darkness. I pushed myself to the limit, telling myself there was light after this. My body was in pain yet I struggled to keep moving. And then it was like there was a door.

He was gone forever. I let my heart shatter, let the tears pour until they ran out, and then I vowed never to let it happen again. Never would I let myself get lost in someone. Never would I let my heart lead me because if I did, then I would risk losing someone else I cared about. *Present*

" Queenie took another swig, her eyes red with tears. "It's because I'm lonely, Niels. I'm so lonely. Everyone thinks I'm a sinner. Your mother and Leroy refuse to see me. I think of you every time I return to that house, and my heart aches so much!" Queenie pounded her chest in despair as tears streamed down her face. The old me wouldn't have been able to bear watching her and would have taken her into my arms. But now, my expression was cold and indifferent. Queenie had always loved only herself; her so-called sincerity and love were utterly worthless.