Heart Break Words นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"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.

Her heart seems to be breaking into pieces, making her feel numb. Midnight neighed, seeming to feel its owner's desolation. ****😳😢😳****

Heartaches, it comes and goes. A normal feeling, like someone was stabbing his heart. That striking ache like someone had stabbed so deep into his heart, it breaks in two. The amount of hurt he felt was to the extreme that it has another name for that type of heartache. A Broken Heart.

Aldrake said, his words shattering her heart. His words sliced through her heart like a thousand shards of glass, each one cutting deeper into her soul. Tears streamed down her face, a torrent of pain and despair that she couldn't contain. She trembled, her entire being shattering under the weight of his cruel words. It was as if the very foundation of her world had been ripped apart, leaving her gasping for air, unable to process the brutal truth that had just been laid bare.

Heartbroken! That was the one word that could be used to properly and efficiently quantify the mind numbing emotion that I was feeling at that moment. I once read in a magazine, while getting my hair done on a particular day several months ago, that it had been scientifically suggested and proven that heartbreak felt the same way that physical pain does.

Heartbreak is a feeling that makes you want to rip your own heart out so your heart can’t feel the pain anymore. Almost everybody is going to go through it at least once. If you are able to avoid it your entire life, then consider yourself luxury. It can be either a breakup, a death, or any other real disappointment in life that is just too unbearable for the heart you have to handle.It leaves you with a ton of questions, depending on the root of the pain. You're wondering if you will ever be able to move on from that person who hurt you. The one that ripped your heart out. The one who you wanted so desperately even though you knew it wouldn’t work, and happiness from it would always be out

“I hate you! You don't have anything I want! Go away and never comeback!” The young man can only turn away, and wouldn't let any words to come out his mouth after. The little girl words is something he couldn't stand, and he wouldn't want to reveal what is it in his heart. His heart that is broke into pieces wouldn't matter and is nothing but a piece of fragment that is beating in its deadliest!

he uttered, leaving me devastated. The concept of heartbreak had always seemed abstract to me, but at that moment, I was experiencing its tangible reality. Asher’s gaze locked with mine as he uttered those words, and it felt like his words pierced my chest like a sharp dagger. Instantly, a profound sense of emptiness engulfed my being, as if a vital part of my soul had been irretrievably lost. In many ways, it had. I had lost my soul. I lost my mate. Tears started surfacing in my eyes, and there was no way I could hold them back. Unable to look at Asher, I turned away and started walking toward the exit. A small part of me hoped that perhaps he would follow me. But he didn’t.

I was feeling the weight of her heavy words upon my chest as it struggled to contain them, it swws something I shouldn't pay attention to but the way she had said it, it had prompted my heart to react in a way I didn't know it was capable of. Not defensively but building up a war around itself pretty quick but shattered, absolutely shattered. I could literally feel the left over of my heart crumbling down and I didn't know how to stop it , the only good thing about the whole heart was that healed fast. At that moment I cared less about everything, she could walk out if the house for all I care, I was done. Done with everything that had to do with her. If one listened you'd find my heart tryi

The dampness seeps through my clothes, mirroring the coldness that has settled within my shattered heart. I sit there, lost in my thoughts, the rain providing a veil to conceal my pain from prying eyes. The sound of droplets hitting the ground merges with the sound of my fragmented heart, a symphony of sorrow that seems to encapsulate my very existence. I can't erase Michael's words from my mind. They haunt me, a constant reminder of the trust that has been broken and the love that now feels lost.