Heart Breaking Quotes For Him Novels & Stories

It hurt me to see him in such pain, a painful reminder of memories I’d rather forget. You could sense my discomfort when I woke up. You could have at least given me a call when you sensed my heartache. It seems like your priorities are all out of whack, and I might come across as a bit heartless for calling it quits because of a troublesome pup... Yeah, I’m feeling pretty banged up. It really stung. Again and again. Remember what you said in the cave that night? You didn’t hold onto them. Things seemed to change once you laid eyes on him, but you made promises to me... One more time... And you couldn’t deliver. No big deal. I’m not even surprised anymore. My heart was shattered a long time a

Everything hurts, even though he didn't remember feeling anything before meeting her. He thinks of the last thing she said to him: "She didn't love me." He wishes she had told him sooner. He wants to hit something, but what? His fists are clenched so tightly that he can feel the bones of his knuckles cracking together. His heart is broken into a thousand pieces. He just wanted her to say those words, to tell him they still belong to each other. It doesn't matter that he lost it all; she is all that matters.

He looked like I had stabbed him in the heart. “How could you?” he asked, his voice breaking. “How could you do this to me? To us?” I felt tears sting my eyes. I wished I could explain, but I knew he wouldn’t listen. He wouldn’t accept it. “I’m sorry,” I said softly. “I’m sorry, Azalaic. But I can’t help how I feel. I can’t help who I love.” He shook his head again and stood up. He backed away from me, his face twisted with pain and anger.

Not hurting enough, apparently. “And if this is my last night with you, I don’t want to sleep across the hall.” He moved between my legs then lowered himself to his knees so we would be at eye level with each other. His large hands grabbed my hips and dragged me closer to him, bringing our chests together. He glanced at my lips before he looked at me again. “I don’t wear my heartbreak on my sleeve. I don’t shed tears. But just because I seem indifferent doesn’t mean that’s how I feel. You’re the only woman in the world who has ever meant anything to me. I would die for you—always. You won’t be part of my life, but that doesn’t mean you won’t have my heart. You’ll always have it with you, no

I stiffened in surprise at first, but then his hand moved soothingly along my back, careful and patient. “You needn’t endure everything alone,” he murmured quietly above my head. “I know heartbreak leaves scars. But no matter who walks away from you… don’t forget that you are still worthy of love.” His words shattered the fragile wall I had been desperately trying to hold together. Hot tears blurred my vision as emotion rushed through me all at once. I buried my face deeper against him, unable to stop the silent sobs escaping my chest. The comfort in his embrace felt dangerously addictive, like a healing balm poured over old wounds that had never truly closed.

, I said, wishing that he would stop, “ look, I love you, so much, but I can't. I just can't” “ What do you mean you can't?” He asked, obviously confused, and I just felt sorry for him. I felt pity for him. He didn't understand, and he never will. The fact that my heart had been broken beyond repair, the fact that my mind and body would never allow me to become so vulnerable before anyone again, the fact that Hakim killed me, not with a sword or a gun, but with his eyes, and the fact that even though his hazel eyes looked nothing like those of Hakim, it still reminded me of him, of that day when he finally broke the spine of my heart, along with my ribs. He didn't understand, he never will u

We both were panting as I could feel our heartbeat becoming fast by each passing. I brushed my lips against his lips which were quivering in dread and spoke huskily. "....How come you are a heartbreaker when you are heartbroken yourself?" And that was it, all it took was this sentence to break him apart, to scatter him. My statement broke his heart. I asked sadly as a tear fell from his eyes. He was on the verge of a breakdown. He couldn’t bear it anymore.

He says softly before the phone becomes silent for a moment. As I become scared suddenly, I ask quietly, “Yes?” “I can’t take another heartbreak, Sara. If you are going to leave me, let me know now. I have thought about this long and hard. I love you so much that it would wreck me if you left me. At least now, I could deal with it. Later, when I am used to you being there every night when I close my eyes and every morning to kiss and tell good morning to, it would devastate me.” He says softly with so much feeling that I can sense the love and sadness in those words that only someone who has loved and lost can know.

“Before dying, My Father’s late wish was to end all life support of his wife so they both could die together which I obeyed but I couldn’t tell him now that I understand how you must have felt.” He breathed out, holding my hand firmly. He couldn’t take it anymore and released a muffled wail, shutting his eyes which caused a tear to roll down his cheek as he stared deeply into my eyes, shaking slightly with dismal. “Must have been excruciating to love a heartbreaker- how you once broke my heart by acting like you cheated.” His croaked voice pierced an arrow through my chest. Must have been excruciating to love a heartbreaker… Those words. All the times I broke his heart flashed before my eyes

Couldn't push him away. Locked in his gaze, I surrendered without a word. As if telling the world: This love will take me to my grave. And this grief? I'll carry it into the dirt. "Date anyone in this world," he whispered, voice cracked, heavy with something close to pain. "But not him, Hailey." His breath hitched, "He's not right for you. You think I broke you? He'll burn you alive. I didn't do all this... just to watch him come and shatter you like a joke, love."