Heart Break Quotes For Him Novels & Stories

“I’ll spend the rest of my life proving you wrong. But you have to give me a chance.” The doubts rush out of my lips. I can’t help saying, “I really, really cannot handle any form of heartbreak this time, Cal. If... if you break my heart, I’ll probably die.” His lips pull into a smile that never forms. “I’m serious. People can die of a heartbreak and I’ll die of one if you break my heart again.”

“I had three children looking at me. Waiting for me to be strong.” He set his cup down on the table carefully. “I know I hurt you.” I turned back to face him. “Do you?” I asked. He swallowed. “Yes.” I walked closer again, stopping just a few steps away from him. “My heart was broken,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “Not cracked. Not slightly damaged. Broken.” His jaw tightened. “Can you tell me something?” I continued. He nodded slowly. “If a glass breaks… if it shatters into pieces… can you put it back together and make it look the same again?”

“You think I still want you? That I want to stay here and play house with someone who ruined me?!” His mouth parted, but I didn’t let him speak. I wasn’t done. “You left me. You broke me. You don’t get to turn around now and ask for three more months like it’s nothing. Like it’s some game.” But then he said it. “You said your heart will still beat the same.” The words slipped from his mouth so quietly, I almost didn’t hear them. Too soft. Too familiar. Like a match striking the edge of dry wood, making me froze.

'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!'

His presence was a balm to her wounded heart, offering a haven amidst the chaos. Liam's voice, tender and soothing, whispered in her ear. "Chloe, it's okay to feel heartbroken. You're allowed to grieve what could have been. But remember, love takes many forms, and it's not limited to just one person. You deserve happiness, too." Chloe clung to his words like a lifeline, finding solace in the understanding and empathy he offered. She sniffled, her voice choked with emotion. "Thank you, Liam. I never thought it would hurt this much."

"How can I say it when you're asking me to break your heart?" He opened those eyes that I used to get lost in, and a new kind of pain came between us. A pain that was a silent recognition of everything that was left unsaid, every stolen moment, every whispered i-love-you tucked away behind our smiling facades. His grip on my hand tightened as he said, "Because I'd rather have a broken heart from you than live without knowing how you truly feel."

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”

"Part of love is being hurt, that's why you're hurt because you truly loved because if you didn't love that person, why would you be hurt, right?" "That's why I will never love again. I would rather be alone than love a man who will only hurt you." I said. "Don't talk about it Ashley, you can't say that because you can't stop yourself from loving someone else." "Still, not anymore. I don't want it anymore. After what your brother did to me, do you think I can still trust the man. I know if I didn't fail him because I did everything but that's not it yet enough for him. I would prefer if he just told me the truth that he doesn't want me because I would accept that better than this. He is unfa

And I know that there’s someone who’s for him till forever,---------but it’s not me. “ I’m sorry.. “ I whispered helplessly and focused my eyes to him. The pain is in his eyes but he still forced himself to smile as if he’s fine, but trust me, he’s not! “ I’m sorry if I broke your heart. I’m sorry if I will break it again. “ I stated as tears escaped in my eyes.

Sensing my distress, he broke the silence and asked, "Are you okay, young one?" Surprised by his perceptiveness, I looked up at him, the tears lingering in my eyes. I hesitated, unsure of how to respond, but instead of waiting for an answer, he carried on, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "I remember crying at your age," he admitted softly. "It was when I and my girlfriend called it quits, even though we still loved each other deeply." His words caught my attention, curiosity mingling with the pain within me. I listened intently as he began to share his story, the details of the heartbreak he endured.