Heal A Broken Heart Poem Novels & Stories

~So, please don't break my heart Don't tear me apart I know how it starts Trust me, I've been broken before Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me, I've been broken before~ -What if Uno once day, decided to break my heart? Would it hurt as much as what Rico made me feel? ~I've been broken, yeah I know how it feels To be open And then find out your love isn't real I'm still hurting, yeah I'm hurting inside I'm so scared to fall in love, but if it's you, then I'll try~

His eyes would always shine bright and sparkle under the light yet today, it was dull and dark. I slowly smiled. “Please r-release me…” If this would go on, we would only hurt ourselves. We need to heal and assemble our broken hearts again------apart.

I said with a laced of bitterness. He lowered his head and gently caressed my wet cheek, so I opened my mouth to let in a small breath as tears welled in my eyes. “How can I heal your broken heart if the cause is wasn’t me?” he whispered.

I thought many times to kill myself but somewhere a hope that I will meet you again I used to curse my fate all the time because you got hurt due to me you are thinking only your heart is broken infact hurting and breaking your heart made my heart to broken into uncountable pieces sobb the worst thing of anyone is acting like you don't care about the person you love the most you don't know how many times I tried to coax this broken heart . I went near her I don't know how to make her calm she is crying very painfully I lifted her in my arms and laid her on coach and said "please ash stop crying iam sorry iam a fool I was hurt so talked like that I love you ash I love only you please don't cr

I used to have a playful, sweet son, Shawn Sorensen. But now, his skin looked pale and puffy from being underwater for too long. The blood on the severed half of his hand had dried up a long time ago, but it would never heal. People kept telling me to cry and get my pain out, but I didn't. I quietly handled everything for Shawn before placing him in the cold coffin. That was when I got a call from Zach Sorensen.

How could I heal when half of my heart was still with them? ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

'You need a wholesome Luna, not one that is as broken I am', I told him gently. 'What good is a wholesome Luna if my heart remains elsewhere?' he asked, his heart in his eyes. 'You are the one I want and though you feel heartbroken, you are wholesome to me!' he declared, and came to sit beside me, holding my hands. 'And if you are really broken, I shall piece you together and mend you with my love!'

Not like this. But to look at her now, unconscious, fragile, hardly breathing, something in me broke. I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her against me. She was so light. Too light. I swallowed. Damn it, Adeline. I had closed her out to break her. But maybe… just maybe… I'm the one who's broken instead. I tightened my arms around Adeline's limp body, my heart racing in my chest. "Stop teasing me," I muttered, rocking her gently. "Just wake up."

When things got broken, we fix it, when a torn paper we buy a new one, when it already cannot be used, we replace it, we can all do something for everything, all our mess can always do something about it, but in reality, in people's lives, not all broken can be repaired over a night, especially if it is a broken soul...a damage heart and mind.

It's a cathartic release, a necessary step towards healing the shattered pieces of my heart. At this moment, perched on the window frame, I find a brief respite from the chaos that engulfs my world. The rain becomes a conduit, connecting me to the vastness of the universe and reminding me of the transient nature of my pain. I draw strength from the realization that just as storms pass and give way to clear skies, so too shall my heart find peace once again.