Novel & Cerita Don T Break My Heart Slow

I had no answer to her question. "Will you sulk over your heartbreak like you did with Paula and drink your sorrows away?" She asked. "I don't know to be honest. I just hope I will never fall in love again with anyone. Because I seriously don't want my heart to break again. The pain is real and intense, just knowing that the one person you love is smiling because of another, is shattering." I whispered. "Then how about you invite her to stay with us in the palace?" She asked surprising me.

I got up to leave but she held my hand and asked me if we could listen to some music together. I agreed, so I went for my phone and came back to meet her in the same position I had left her. God, she looked too lifeless but I didn't know how to make her live again with smiles all over her face and heart. I clicked on the music looking at her face and unconsciously clicked on JESS GYLNNE’S SONG BROKEN. I wanted to stop the song but she held my hand as she sang along, “So broken, so broken Sometimes I fall down low

"Take my breath, make believe. I want to breathe you in, You are my heart, You are my soul. You are my heart." I make eye contact with my mother as I speed up the tempo, the notes become anxious, fast, deep. "Take a chance, Oh take a chance, Take a break, make believe, I want to believe you’ll be mine. Oh yeah, you’ll be mine. Be my heart, be my soul, Oh, my heart, be mine and I’ll be yours."

Here, it felt like I had finally left my nightmares behind. I could dance again—maybe not the way I used to, but it was enough. I threw myself into this new chapter with everything I had. My love for dance never went away. I was determined to keep moving forward. I didn't want to disappoint the people who truly cared about me. During breaks, I focused on therapy, and my condition improved a lot. I started to move on from the past and found peace with the world. That was when Mom and Dad finally found me.

I couldn't find a single word to say. Hearing my quiet sobs, Diego's tone softened. "Hey, why are you crying? The principal position is gone, but there's still a place for you here. Just come back." Listening to his reassurance, my tears flowed even harder. Five years ago, I played Chopin's "The Farewell Waltz" in this piano shop. I never imagined that the sadness in the music would someday mirror my heartbreak, as if everything had been destined. Just then, my phone buzzed with a text from my lawyer. "Ms. Tucker, your divorce documents are ready and have been sent to your email. Please check them at your convenience."

My voice was determined, even as I struggled to regain my composure. Ethan’s expression softened, a flicker of something like tenderness crossing his face. “Soph... let me help you,” he said quietly, the use of my old nickname causing my heart to ache. It had been so long since I’d heard him call me that. The walls I had built around myself for years, the anger and isolation I had clung to, felt fragile and ready to crumble. The idea of letting someone else in—especially Ethan—was terrifying. I had spent so long guarding my heart, hiding my pain, that the thought of exposing myself felt almost impossible.

"But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah." I shrugged softly, "I don't care, Tiffany. I want you and if that comes with pieces all over the place then I'm okay with it. You don't get it," I chuckled softly, moving the hand that was cupping her face back to her hands to hold them gently in mine. "I can't unlove you. I can't forget the feeling of holding you when you sleep next to me. I can't forget how your eyes would get a bit bigger every time something surprising would happen in Prison Break. I can't forget the dreadful look on your face every time you walk in to math class, wanting it to be over

"It's been a month but I didn't know you were still so angry with me? Maybe you still love me until now." "Where did you get the thickness of your face, Kevyn? You should be ashamed of yourself, you are too airy to be out of place. Maybe I loved you back then because I still made you feel good back then, but now? Not anymore. I I'm really stupid because I loved someone like you and that's what I regretted. And since we broke up I realized that you're not a loss because you're worthless." I promised before going inside.

Chapter Song: Good Mourning by Sophie Holohan The first time I had my heart broken was when Era rejected me when I asked to junior prom. I was very excited. I keep jumping on my bed. Writing the best letter invitation. I even asked Kim to read it for me just to see how she would react. But she couldn't feel a thing.

Took a deep breath in and exhaled. Why does my heart suddenly feels heavy? He plays again, "It's been a long time since I felt the way that I do now like I need you but I dont know how..." My heart beats faster now. Benedict's eyes looks back at me while be sings for me soulfully. "It's been a while since I smiled and I meant it from my heart but the idea of leaving this behind. It tears me apart.." He looks away. "If this is love, why does it break me down? Why do you break me down?"