Heal Me Im Heartsick Novels & Stories

He’s ingrained on me now. He's in my head, creating dark unhealable holes in my heart and my entire being feels empty and lost without the other half of me to complete it. His kiss has ruined me in so many ways and I replay those moments until I scream in agony and try to push the taste and feel of him out. I never knew this kind of pain could exist and now I curse the fates for doing this to me. Why they would inflict this kind of uncurable disease, is beyond me. It’s a form of insanity and I am powerless to cure myself, no matter how strong I think I am.

Not gentle just desperate. I want to make a shoutout to one of my loyal readers marlynmarcel42 , thank you for always being the first to read, comment and vote.

We’ve been friends for years, haven’t we? Years mean nothing. Betrayal only takes one second. “He’s dying in jail. You can hate me all you want,” she deadpans and leaves. “No…” melancholy tears through me, leaving nothing but shards of heartbreak. “I’ll never forgive you, Tristan… never.” My soul is CRACKED. My heart is BLEEDING. And my mind is LOST. The chance of healing is like finding white pearls in the sea— rare, unreachable. I don’t taste hope.

I feel so numb. I feel like I'm running out of what I feel like if I scream because I'm hurt but I can't. I want to ask myself what I'm lacking, why I wasn't good enough when I did everything. If he doesn't love me nor want me anymore I wish he would have just told me, maybe I will accept that instead of him making me because it hurts more than if he was honest with me. I held my breath several times because of thinking, my head hurts because I can't even give an answer to the questions that are forming in my mind. I want to rest because I feel so tired, I don't know how I will face the future without the person I was with.

But instead, they seemed to mirror the thoughts within him, it's light reflecting his thoughts. He had spent years building walls around his heart, guarding it fiercely against any potential hurt or disappointment since the demise of his wife. Yet, Mitchell had effortlessly broken those barriers, leaving him exposed. It was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time. It was a mix of fear, excitement, and a longing for something he couldn't quite define.

Heart heavy, I realized this was a younger version of myself, representing the dreams and aspirations I'd left behind over the years. Approaching the apparition, I gently said, "I'm sorry. Life... life changed me. But I promise to hold onto our dreams, to cherish the love we've found." As I spoke, the shadowy figures began to disintegrate, their whispers fading into nothingness. The forest, sensing the shift in emotions, responded in kind. The ominous fog retreated, revealing the path ahead. Still, the colossal heart in the clearing pulsated, the pendant's half calling out to me.

"I don't think Andien would have any trouble getting plastic surgery. She has enough wealth, especially since you said someone managed to get into Vishnu's study." "I've known you for a long time, Kenan. You still love Andien, so you decided to keep looking for her. Andien has suffered more than any woman could accept!" Kenan didn't answer when his mobile phone rang and he saw Alinda's name on the screen. "What's wrong Alinda?" asked Mark. "Anjani. Anjani had a heart attack. The hospital needs permission to operate," Alinda replied quickly. "What? Why didn't the hospital call me?" Kenan asked loudly.

"I did." He stayed quiet, then suddenly softened his tone. "I was harsh the other day. I shouldn't have done that to you. It's just that Carmen sprained her ankle, and she was alone…" I stared at my laptop screen, tapping rhythmically on my keyboard. I refused to bring up that day, as there simply was no point in doing so. "Whatever. It's all in the past." Noticing the wounds on my head, Austin reached out to touch it, but I instinctively dodged him. My gaze found its way to the man I had once loved deeply. I said, "The wounds are mostly healed. Don't worry about it."

I open a message to her again. I am sorry if I was coming across as pushy outside, but I know you are lying. I know you are hurt. I also know you won’t tell me what happened since we barely know each other. Just know that if you need to talk, I am here, without judgment, brown eyes xx I will be the first to admit I am an asshole, but it doesn’t mean I don’t have a heart. I hate knowing anyone is hurting in silence. I know first-hand what it is like.

Storm, Storm in my heart, can you stop scaring me hard, loom not above my head, let me be tucked cozy in my bed, All Hearts !!