Heartbroken Pain Quotes Novels & Stories

"Then you are happy, and we call it in love. Got it?" Chasm nodded again. "Okay, but then you find out they didn't like you at all. They didn't love you. They lied to you, and it hurts so much you think that your heart is breaking inside your body. But it's not broken. The organ beats and all that, but with every breath you take, it hurts. Sometimes you wish you could just curl up and die." "You call this mental pain a broken heart?" "Yeah," Sloan smirked. "And the best cure is a bottle of whisky."

THE ROOM WAS HEAVY WITH THE WEIGHT OF THEIR SECRETS, AND SAMANTHA STRUGGLED TO FIND A WAY TO REBUILD HER LIFE FROM THE WRECKAGE OF HER TRUST AND HER FRIENDSHIPS. THE PAIN OF LOVING SOMEONE WHO CANNOT RECIPROCATE THAT LOVE IS LIKE A RELENTLESS RAIN THAT SOAKS YOUR VERY SOUL. THE TEARS THAT FALL SILENTLY IN THE SOLITUDE OF THE NIGHT, THE SILENT PLEAS WHISPERED INTO THE VOID, THEY ALL BUILD A SYMPHONY OF SORROW THAT DROWNS YOU SLOWLY. IT'S A PAIN THAT WRAPS ITS TENDRILS AROUND YOUR HEART, EACH DAY SQUEEZING

The heart-wrenching pain left her unable to process any rational thought; even breathing became difficult. Why did it hurt so bad? It hurt so much that she felt like she was about to die from the pain. She held her head within her hands, bracing herself for the memories that wiggled their way out of the mud of her mind. “Shannon, I’ll spend my whole life loving you.” “Shannon, I want to grow old with you.” “Shannon, I’ll never let go of your hand.” “Shannon, I love you.” “Sean, I love you, too. Let’s hold each other’s hand until the end of time.”

CELESTINE RAIN ALCAZAR’S POINT OF VIEW I DON’T know why I am crying. I don’t know why it hurts me so much. I know Karina can’t love me back, but I still forced myself. Here I am in the car and just parked in a place I don’t know where. It’s like I’m being torn apart. My chest hurts so much that I want to take my heart out now and inject anesthesia so it can hurt me anymore. Why love is so painful? Why did I need to be hurt like that?

I said as I walked towards her. "Sara, you're still holding grudges against me, how long are you gonna torture yourself and us huh?!" She asked. "You think you know what heart break is? Well You don't, better listen it is when someone claim that they love you but then they leave you, when you have hope that everything will be normal but it gets even worse." I said as tears falls down. "Sara.... Am ...." "No Simran you know what else it is when you happen to witness you mother dying right in front of your eyes and there's nothing that the doctors did. It's like death never wanted her to say goodbye." I said.

My heart pounded in my chest, each beat sending a fresh wave of pain coursing through me. I could feel it breaking, shattering into pieces so small I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to put them back together. The bitter taste of jealousy, of longing, burned at the back of my throat. I pressed my hand to my mouth, trying to stifle the sob that threatened to escape, but the pain was overwhelming. I needed to get out of there.

Each word he utters is a fresh wound, but paradoxically, also a balm. "I... I can't believe this," I finally manage, my voice a broken whisper. "I'm so hurt. So incredibly hurt. You... you did all of those things. You tried to take everything from me, everything I loved, everything I worked for. I was so lost, so broken." The tears keep flowing, each one a testament to the agony I endured. I remember the sleepless nights, the gnawing doubts, the crushing feeling of worthlessness.

she cried out. “Jackie, look here,” l uttered, moving towards her again. “I know what you are going through.. trust me when l say a heart break is more painful than a heart attack,” l pressed on, as l pressed my hands against hers. “l might not be going through those pains right now, but l know how it feels… let me help you lift your burden,” l added. “None of us deserve to go through such things.. allow me help you, those folks deserve to be punished, but not by putting your life in danger Jackie,” l spoke softly, hoping she agrees with me.

"No, Bellini, I need to forget. Just for a little while, I need to forget Brake." Bellini sighed, his heart aching for me, I could feel that he was hurting for me, it’s not even been up to a month, we met each other but somehow, I felt I had known him all my life and he was always there when I was hurting. "You won't find what you're looking for at the bottom of that glass, you know, the pain will not go away," "But it dulls the pain," I replied, my voice broken as it came out a whisper. "I know it just for a little while, it will make it hurt less."

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.