Romans & histoires Heart I Didn't Want To Need You

As he entered the café, just like the previous days, he immediately found a seat in a slightly hidden corner of the room, hoping to observe Nayla without attracting attention. Nayla was working as usual, serving customers with a tired yet genuine smile. Zavier felt his chest throbbing watching her. However, this time there was something different. In the middle of her busy work, Nayla picked up a small microphone in the corner of the cafe and began to sing. “This heart is given to someone you can only stare at. It hurts without a trace, what should I do about this unrequited love?” Lyric after lyric sounded like the expression of a singer's heart. Nayla's melodious voice filled the room, hyp

By then, Roderick had ended the call, and a bitter smile tugged at my lips. His warning was unnecessary as I had no intention of doing anything. All I wanted now was to have a quiet life with Danny and a job that could support us. … As I left the airport, I pulled my cap lower over my face. The passion I'd had at 18 had long since burned out. Even I couldn't believe how far I had fallen. In six years, I had hit rock bottom.

“I do need you! I need this hole in my heart to fill. I need my other half! I need you!” “I’m not that person for you, Nate. There are bigger things in play here. Bigger plans the Goddess has for you. I’m only in the way. I’m selfishly here stopping the bond you are supposed to have. I need you to be patient. That hole, it will be filled, I promise. It’s just not meant to be me. It was never supposed to be me.”

The idea that the wanting is mine and not Peculiar's, not some transplant glitch, but mine just sits in my stomach like something swallowed wrong. Because wanting is what got me hurt before. Wanting Ryan is what made me give away my first heart. I handed it over at twenty, literally let them cut it out of my chest, because I wanted him so badly I couldn't imagine my life without him in it and look where wanting got me.

“I’m not asking you to accept me now. But I just want to know if there’s still a space left for me in your heart. It doesn’t matter if it’s just a dot now. I just want to know if I have a chance. Or if you’re totally closing the door for me.” “There’s no door, Jace. It’s always been open to you. The only reason you can’t come in right now is because my shattered heart is blocking the way. If you’ve been lost since my birthday, I’ve been lost since the day you pushed me away. I don’t even know how to get back up from there. It’s like I always get what I want. I always excel in what I do. But then I’m still not good enough for you...”

making everyone look towards our table And I'd give up forever to touch you 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right now And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life And sooner or later it's over I just don't wanna miss you tonight And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies When everything feels like the movies Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don'

he questioned, solemnly. Ask me to stay. Tell me you can't live without me. Tell me I'm not the only one feeling like I'm walking away with half a heart. Tell me that you need me. "It is," she stated instead, knowing that even if he had said what she wanted to hear, it wouldn't change her decision but still, she desperately wanted to know that she wasn't the only one feeling like her heart had ripped in half and the other half that was left, felt like it was blazing like an inferno.

Needs me. My heart stuttered. But I didn’t let it show. Didn’t let my breath hitch. Didn’t let my hands falter. But inside? Inside I was screaming. Because I’ve waited so long for that. And now, it’s mine. "I need you," he said again. But this time, it wasn’t a growl. It was almost... scared. My fingers froze over the fresh bandage. His voice clung to me like a second skin, too warm, too bare.

“All good things, I hope.” “Nope. They don’t like you.” “I know.” “They said you are a selfish person and very, to quote Veck, insufferable.” “I know.” He stared at her quietly for a while and she stared back at him. Then, he asked, “Why do you need to see me?” “I need your help.”

"Don't be so impatient, young woman. The things we can't have always seem the most tempting. Being the one with unrequited love is a position you should hold onto dearly. "Because once you finally get him, that perfect image you hold in his heart will fade, and you'll soon be forgotten." I leaned against my car, taking deep breaths, but the suffocating weight inside me wouldn't go away. The dull ache in my heart had transformed into a blade twisting inside me, making my fingers tremble. I pressed a hand against my chest, forcing back the tears in my eyes. Not yet. This wasn't the time. Christopher was already starting to feel guilty. The end was near.