Hate To See Your Heart Break Paramore Novels & Stories

“Go on, Go on and break my heart. Go on, Go on and break my heart. Reject me, Plunge your sword into my broken heart.” My arms now outstretched looking to the sky exposing my heart and my throat as I continued to spin and stomp. “Go on, Go on and break my heart. Go on, Go on and break my heart. Oh lord, you kill me with your disappointment. Just one kiss before I die.” Our bodies sway and shimmy. We all fall to the floor as the song closes.

“You can’t spend five whole years loving someone and then wake up one morning and decide to turn that love to hate immediately, just because they hurt you.” “So what am I supposed to do?” My eyes dropped to my cup. “Take your time.” I looked at him. “And you don’t have to blame yourself for what happened. He lost a good woman.” I felt proud in that moment but I said nothing. “It’s okay to still have feelings for someone who has hurt you. They will fade with time.” I felt my chest lighten up immediately. Everyone else would have told me to move on from Dan, or get a new man so I could forget him. But no one said it was okay to still… feel.

Their faces were a mixture of shock and surprise, never expecting to look up to find me watching them f**k. As I stood there, my eyes locked on their form, horror coursed through my veins. I couldn't tear my gaze away from the sight of Devin's naked body intertwined with that of the other woman. It was an image that seared into my mind, etching pain and betrayal deep into my heart. My heart felt like it was being ripped apart, each beat causing excruciating pain. A loud sob escaped my lips, the sound a raw manifestation of the fire burning in my chest, reducing me to ashes. Was this what heartbreak felt like? I never imagined it could be so agonizing.

But as he steps back, his voice drops to a whisper. “I love you.” Then the mattress rises as he leaves, the soft click of the door the only sound in the quiet room. I sit there, gripping onto myself, forcing my breathing to slow. Only when I’m sure he’s gone do I finally let go. My entire body trembles as the dam inside me breaks. Heaving sobs rip through me, curling me into myself, choking me. I don’t know how long I stay like this—minutes, hours—until a gentle knock at the door pulls me from my anguish.

I wanted to enter into the ground of the field, if that would not be possible to do, I wanted to drown myself in the sea and never have to face anyone again in this pack or even in this life, the whole purpose had just been shattered Into pieces and would never be glued together again, because even if we could, it would never be the same again. “Riley! What are you doing out here?. . . With her” A girl, friend of Riley came towards us, and she had a look of excitement and I wish I could be in her position, my heart was too shattered to smile. Even though she does not like me , non of them really does, they just put up with me, the discussion with Riley had just confirmed it. I was a charity

I had never seen her cry before and it was heart-clenching. "I don't know why I drank. It ruined everything - drinking I mean," her voice cracked as tears unconsciously rolled down her cheeks. "I hate it. I hate drinking and drugs. I don't know why I resorted to it now when I know how badly something can go wrong from one drink." "I hate this," her voice was hoarse and filled with so many emotions I wished she never had to experience. "I hate it so much." I moved even closer to her so our shoulders were touching. I then let go of her hand and wrapped my arms around her, letting her rest her head on my chest and break down.

I care I never stopped loving But you’re with another I would have stolen you But my heart is heavy and alone My Prince Charming The one I love Where is your heart?? I have searched a million miles but never found your heart Heart Broken :- by- Gabby Vincent ********* (Cassie's POV) “My love, I won't let anything happen to you!” The voice said, filled with love and concern,it was gentle and sweet to the ear,that I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in to hear more.

The thing about heartbreak was you can’t see anyone other than the person that had hurt you. You can’t see how someone else looks at you because you’re blinded by the pain and betrayal from the past. You looked at everyone like they’re out to get you. Life becomes a series of black and white. Right and wrong. Good and bad. It’s bleak, lonely, and sad. Laughter becomes fleeting and happiness seems nonexistent. And though you appreciate the company and support the wound was still there. Someone may fill up the gap but it doesn’t heal the wound from the past.

He was sick! He started pulling Amy on her hair and placing her back on her chair. She looked at me, but there was nothing. Her eyes were empty. I felt heartbroken seeing her like this knowing it was because of me. He looks back up at me and smirks. "Feel anything yet, mate? Do you feel pain, heartbroken, helpless, broken?" "You've made your point...tell me what you want. Just don't touch Amy again," I said softly.

"Sorry. Larissa suddenly felt a little sick. I had to take her to the hospital. We'll have plenty of anniversaries in the future anyway. After Larissa leaves tomorrow, I'll do anything you want, okay?" The concert finally started. The music drifted through the stadium, soft and melodic. I closed the messaging app and, for the first time in a month, opened social media. A photo Larissa had just posted popped right up—it was her selfie with Jeff at the concert. The music continued, as if mocking me for still holding out hope for him when I agreed to the concert and during the journey here. And now, that tiny hope was completely gone. After divorcing him seven times, I should have known by now.