Deep Words For Broken Hearted Novels & Stories

I once read in a magazine, while getting my hair done on a particular day several months ago, that it had been scientifically suggested and proven that heartbreak felt the same way that physical pain does. "A broken heart is a metaphor for the intense emotional stress or pain that one feels at experiencing a great loss or a great longing." the magazine had read, "Most people have experienced a broken heart, and there are multiple possible causes for it. But whether it comes from a break up with a significant other or the death of a loved one, heartbreak is never easy."

The sounds of shattering glass and splintering wood become a symphony of my shattered heart. As I exhaust myself, the reality of my situation sets in. The one I loved with all my heart has taken everything from me—my love, my trust, my happiness. Her betrayal has left me utterly broken, fragmented in a way that I never thought possible. I collapsed onto the floor, my energy spent, curling up amidst the wreckage.

It has no more tears left to give. The pain is too much to bear that even your body can no longer express the type of grief you are experiencing. It is a terrible feeling. And what is more even terrible is when this immense pain is caused by 'heartbreak'. Heartbreak is like a mini death, your heart shuts down your ability to function propely and engage in your daily activities. Even eating may seem so strenuous to you. Depression subdues your thought and you just can not quickly move on no matter how hard you try to because you know a part of you is still with the one who broke your heart.

Because once when I'm alone this is me. The foolish, Stupid Broken Adassah. Who does nothing about her broken heart but to cry in pain again and again.

🥀 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.

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.

But still, his heart felt all warm and fuzzy . "Promise me, Anthony, you will leave her and come back to me" . When he heard the next sentence coming from her, he felt like his heart was poked with a thousand needles . The pain surged in like a dark cloud blocking all the light and happiness and gripped him from all sides . One moment he felt like he was on cloud nine and the very next all his hopes were smashed into pieces . He took a deep breath and consoled his heart like had been doing since ages . Then he held her Pinky finger with his own and said -

Her broken dreams and the love that eluded her were painfully brought back to memory with every heartbeat. Her spirit seemed irreversibly damaged; it had previously been so strong and full of optimism. Her world's brilliant hues had faded to a dull gray, and the future she had previously looked forward to felt like a far-off dream. Alone to navigate the rubble of her broken existence, she was a woman adrift in a sea of grief, abandoned by the one person she had trusted with her heart.

He did all that for a bet. I felt something drop in the pit of my stomach. I could feel myself breaking. His words still cutting deep into my heart. Trying to cut my heart out. His words were still ringing in my ears. Besides that, I could also listen to my last piece of the heart being shattered. My trust came after that. I felt suffocated sitting in here. I needed some fresh air. "Say something," Damien said cutting the silence. I looked down not able to look up. I cannot. Not anymore.

"I'm sorry. I know that what I did was wrong. Can't we go back to how we used to be back then?" I looked at her and lightly shook my head. "We can never go back, Queenie Blackrose," I replied. "From the moment you posted the first photo of you and him on your Instagram account and chose to lie to me, we could never, ever go back to the past again." Misty sighed and said, "Nessie, know that trust, once broken, can never be put back together again."