Here I Sit All Broken Hearted Novels & Stories

No words, just an unspoken truth, that we are broken. “We are one, Ira,” I whispered while tears were raining in my eyes. Ira understood and nodded. I closed my teary eyes and took over. A hiss escaped my lips as another wave of pain erupted. “Ah,” clutching my chest, I fell to the ground on my fours. Taking a deep breath, I sat on the ground and looked at my reflection in the water. Reflection of a broken girl who has nothing to hold onto. My eyes were red and fluffy, my hair disheveled, dress torn. Truly an epitome of a broken girl.

Quincy "oh I fucking hate my life, not fair this world isn't fair" I cursed as I weeped the more I was now sitting beside my dressing table mom isnt home so am home alone "I can't believe I'm falling for him, geez I have a terrible heart fuck you joel" I cursed as I drank from the bottle of whiskey "you're gonna pay for this" I yelled and smashed the bottle on the floor and it broke into pieces while I sobbed again till I drifted off to sleep. .

The raindrops begin to pelt against my windowpane, a soothing melody to my broken heart. The gloomy weather matches my mood, although a new day has break, I can’t seem to get over yesterday. Did he really mean what he said? The tears that had been welling up inside me spilled forth freely, as I crumpled onto the bed.

I stopped in the last five steps of the stairs when I saw Wright playing his guitar while sitting on the one sitter sofa. "Let me hold you for the last time, it's the last chance to feel again. But you broke me, now I can't feel anything. When I love you it's so untrue, I can't even convince myself. When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else. Oh, it tears me up, I tried to hold on but it hurts too much. I tried to forgive but it's not enough, to make it all okay. " "Can't sleep?" I winced when he spoke.

The pain in my voice echoed through the night, a haunting reminder of my shattered dreams and broken heart. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks—our bond was irreparably broken, and no amount of wishing or hoping could change that. As I howled in pain, another howl joined mine, sounding as painful and heartbreaking as my own. Maybe someone else out there was feeling the same heartache as me—a connection in our shared suffering.

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀 My heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, each one piercing my soul like a shard of glass. The pain was overwhelming, a crushing weight that threatened to consume me. I felt empty, and hollow, like a part of me had been ripped away. Every breath I took felt like a struggle, every beat of my heart a reminder that the person I love would never love me back. My heart was broken, extremely broken, and I didn't know how to put it back together again. All I could do was hold on to the fragments, and hope that someday, somehow, I would find a way to heal.

MIRROR, MIRROR Take a look at my face, What do you see? I feel nothing anymore. Take a look at my scars, They've never faded. Take a look at my eyes, Can you quantify the pain in them? I live, Memories of the past, Threatening to drag me under. I made a mistake, To think I'd ever be fine. I'm a broken piece, Nothing, can ever mend me. I'm sorry I loved you, Sorry I lied to you.

My heart lies in a million shattered pieces at the bottom of my stomach. The footsteps stop. Then it starts moving again, but by the faint sound of each step, I can tell it is receding instead of coming towards me. I clear my throat and open my mouth. "Hello! Who is there! Help! Hello!" My voice echoes back at me emptily. Whoever it was is gone. I sag dejectedly into the uncomfortable metal chair. My body heat has warmed it to a point, but my back is bent at an angle that makes my whole body hurt. I don't know how long I have been sitting here, but I know I can't last for much longer anymore.

I thought many times to kill myself but somewhere a hope that I will meet you again I used to curse my fate all the time because you got hurt due to me you are thinking only your heart is broken infact hurting and breaking your heart made my heart to broken into uncountable pieces sobb the worst thing of anyone is acting like you don't care about the person you love the most you don't know how many times I tried to coax this broken heart . I went near her I don't know how to make her calm she is crying very painfully I lifted her in my arms and laid her on coach and said "please ash stop crying iam sorry iam a fool I was hurt so talked like that I love you ash I love only you please don't cr