Heartbreak Sayings For Him Novels & Stories

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.

And after being worn out and utterly shattered by my words, he let out a broken whisper, “Get out.” I smirked, still feeling the tingling sensation of pain in my heart, making me hurt and feel his pain which is intense but I will never break. I don’t love him, no need to find a way to fix our relationship because it doesn’t exist in the first place. “Can’t handle-”

better than me. He drew a slow breath, "And whether you realize it or not, you're breaking my heart," his expression barely changed when he said those words, "I don't think you even understand how much."

He was standing a little behind me. “Are you sure that it was just a wild guess?” I asked him with a mysterious smile, craning my face towards him so that I could see his expression. His expression darkened a little. “I admit that I have never been in love, Lucas, but the tenderness and pain that cross your eyes whenever you mention her are enough to make even a fool understand the depth of your love for her.” I clarified sarcastically, without breaking our locked gaze.

I said, turning on my heel and left him there alone with a… Broken heart.

“You don’t want to love him because you’re afraid you’ll get your heart broken.” “Yes. Exactly.” “Sweetie, your heart will heal. I’ve had my heart broken plenty of times and I’ve always recovered. You have to enjoy the loving while you’re in it. And who says he’s going to hurt you? Maybe this is your guy? Maybe this is the man put on this earth just for you. He’s your happily ever after.” “Bullshit. There is no such thing. I just know he’s going to go back to New York.”

"There will never be room for another woman. She will always be the one I love." ‘A momentary attraction,’ he said... His words hit me like a freight train, and I almost stumbled backward. God, he probably had no idea how deeply his words cut me. In fact, I wasn't sure if I fully comprehended the extent of my pain. It should be physically impossible to feel one's heart breaking into pieces, but why did it feel like every damn shard was shattering and falling away? Was he actually serious?

“I’m in love with you, Liliana Hoxha. Only ever you.” The words hit me so abruptly, stealing my breath without consent. Down to the end of my toes from my crown, I can testify that there’s sincerity in his words but what do you say when you’ve had your heart broken by this same man? The only man you’ve ever loved? That’s right. You don’t say anything. You run away as fast as your legs can carry you. And that’s what I do, without looking back until I’m speeding in my car out of there.

I completely forgot that people spoke their minds while intoxicated. The look that he gave me suggested that if there was even the slightest possibility of him forgiving me before she came in, it was all gone now. “I’ll see you during the game, Blake. And my request from earlier still stands: let’s break up.” I had heard others talk about heartbreak that was crippling and I thought they were just exaggerating. In that moment though, when the love of my life stormed out of one of my best friends’ kitchen, I understood what it meant to be paralyzed by a heart that was shattering into a million irreparable pieces and not be able to do a damn thing about it.