Destroy Lonely Broken Hearts Novels & Stories

I need energy later because I know the resto-bar will be busy again. The stereo was just on, and I was listening to a random song that the DJ was playing on the radio. ♫Two old friends meet again Wearin' older faces And talk about the places they've been Two old sweethearts who fell apart Somewhere long ago How are they to know Someday they'd meet again And have a need for more than reminiscin' Maybe this time It'll be lovin' they'll find Maybe now they can be more than just friends

My heart was shattered, and I was left with the harsh reality that I would never be loved, cherished, or protected by the one person I had hoped for all my life. Damon's rejection had not only broken my heart, but it had severed the bond that connected us. I was no longer his mate, and the emptiness that settled in me was a void that I knew would never be filled. My world had crumbled and the next minute I fell into darkness.

It made me get my mind away from things I shouldn't be thinking about. The kids' giggles continued to fill my ears as I walked past the middle of central Park. And then I was forced to recall how right now I would have been able to celebrate and prepare for Christmas with my baby. I didn't shed any tears as I was used to the pain by now. Even after going away and trying to start my life afresh, I got to know that there were some wounds that weren't meant to be healed at all and instead would turn into scars that remain permanent for the rest of your life. And I did feel lonely in these two months. I felt alone without him in my life and I only realized that staying apart from him only made m

" Stop this Dylan please stop this." "You can't mend a broken glass. I am broken beyond repair." You destroyed me the day I learned to love you. To feel something for you. Then how can you expect me to give you that piece of mine once again when you already broke it with your own hands. _______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart.

I stand up and walk slowly to him, I hold his hand again, resting my forehead on his back feeling his breathing, “pain doesn't define us Justin, it makes us stronger” He turns to me, his eyes dim, glossy with tears, “who broke us?” he says softly, touching my face softly. His touch was raw, deep, painful, he didn't move, he just stared at me with a sad face…I could feel it. “I have been broken a long time ago, I always say my heart doesn't even beat anymore that's how damaged I am” I chuckle wryly, “there's no point in having a heart right? Cara thinks I'm heartless, my mother thinks I lack compassion and you…you think I'm just…stock up”

She began to play a medley of different songs it started out with the violin being played first “I set on a narrow way many years ago…hoping I would find true love along the broken road….but I got lost a time or two…what my brow kept pushing through…I couldn’t see how every sign pointed straight to you….Marry me…today and every day….marry me…if I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe say you will….ooohh…cause God bless the broken road that led me straight to you…heart beat fast…colors and promises…how to be brave…how can I love when I’m afraid to…fall…watching you stand alone…all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow….my head’s underwater, but I’m breathing fine…you’re crazy and I’m

Eugene said, resting his head against mine as we watched our happy family. Even though we didn't have a fairytale beginning and had a lot of ups and downs in our progressing relationship, we met each other halfway. We were too scared to light the spark between us, afraid it might break us both in the end. And even though we were both broken, Eugene more than me, we took each other's broken pieces and built each other up again. We were two broken hearts who met each other at the most unexpected time, and we each gave our half to the other to mend the broken parts. We were there for each other, sometimes just lagging a bit behind, but we were there. And if this wasn't what one would call love,

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❤️

she didn't like her sulking all by herself. Ashley smiles, "Ed Sheeran said in his song that a heart that is broken is a heart that's loved, " she said, "why does it always end like this? Why does love have to be so painful and cruel hurting you when you've got no bad intentions, giving you hope and life only to take it back when you least expect it? Why does life even exist if it does no good? She asked in between her sobbing, she could feel it, her heart is shattered into tiny pieces and she can't do everything.

If only I knew then,that not one but 3 hearts were going to break. And mine was going to be one of them. ................................................... End of flashback