Heartbreak Sayings For Him Novels & Stories

What he said makes sense because I noticed back then that he was hesitating so many times. “I'm so sorry I broke your heart, my love. It was never my intention to do so,” Cain apologized, once again.

A sob left my mouth at the end. "I know you love him. And it's not easy to leave your loved one. It's a very heart-wrenching feeling. I know this. You don't have to hide your pain from me. You can open up your heart in front of me. I can understand your situation very well. In the past, I have also gone through this pain. I have also experienced heartbreak. I have also left my loved one to someone else. So I can understand your situation very well. It's very hard to pass. Cry dear. If you want. Don't hold back. It will eat you alive from the inside and leave you with no emotions and heart. So it's better to pour out our emotions. No matter what it is, this is pain or happiness. If we want to

He said those words to me many moons ago, but I still hear it as if he just said it earlier. I knew after that we could never have what we used to have. The accident broke him, and in return, he was breaking me. But as absurd as this might be, I couldn’t lie to myself. I knew despite all the heartaches and the tears I shed for him, he was still the only one my heart was craving for.

he said. "I don't think I can eat. I'm too heartbroken and my heart has been ripped out of my chest by the man that I love." tears welled up in my eyes again. "I don't think I can do anything, Dad. I can't even face anyone because I would break down and cry. They will see me as weak and if he sees me, he will know how he ruined me, and then he might just be satisfied with that." I sucked in a deep breath.

He mumbled as he looked at me. “I may not be your first love, nor your second but I intend to be your last love and to unleash my unending anger on anyone who intends to hurt you, my love!” He said in a gentle but manly voice as he looked at me. “You-you are the best thing that ever happened to me but, I'm broken already. You shattered me even more.” I whimpered at his confession as my tears blurred my vision for a while. “Find a place in your heart to forgive me, my love and if you decide to leave, I promise not to stand in your way any longer but stand by you and respect your every decision!”

But still, his heart felt all warm and fuzzy . "Promise me, Anthony, you will leave her and come back to me" . When he heard the next sentence coming from her, he felt like his heart was poked with a thousand needles . The pain surged in like a dark cloud blocking all the light and happiness and gripped him from all sides . One moment he felt like he was on cloud nine and the very next all his hopes were smashed into pieces . He took a deep breath and consoled his heart like had been doing since ages . Then he held her Pinky finger with his own and said -

I said, taking another step closer, my hand gently cupping his face. "You love me, and I love you," I repeated, my voice soft and pleading. But he pulled away, his eyes avoiding mine. "I don't love you, Becca," he said, his words like a dagger to my heart. If a shattered heart could break into even more pieces, that's exactly how I felt. The pain was overwhelming, almost unbearable. I stared at him, searching his eyes hoping he would say it was all a lie but he remained quiet. My hands clentched into a fist

"Then that means you are just as shitty as I am, cause I broke his heart into million of pieces minutes ago" It felt like I was really telling my sorrows to him, well I kinda was in a way, and I really didn't know why I even said that to him, but at the same twisted time, it still felt nice...a little bit nice to sometimes voice out, and share your burden with someone, than let your inner demons keep feeding you with it, so after I said that to him, I really didn't actually stop speaking "He kissed me, and told me he loved me"

He blames me. His words broke my heart. I should’ve stopped loving him long ago, but I still did. Even as he growls at me, I did. "How can you say that?" I sobbed in pain. Nobody is taking me seriously. I was in am in an excruciating pain, and nobody is doing anything about it

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.