Here I Sit All Broken Hearted Novels & Stories

But nothing has been more foolish than the decision I made to take the tea at once. Who was in fooling… myself? The liquid burns my throat when I sip. Mateo’s eyes shamelessly tracks the movement of my throat. He watches the motion of swallowing. Then chuckles. Few minutes later the meeting ended. I collect my tablet. My hands move with precision but my chest is tight. Anger sits beneath my ribs like a stone. I walk to my desk. I set the tablet down harder than necessary. I need to avoid the impulse to drive my fist through transparent walls.

" I dropped to my knees, desperately pleading with Zach. The glass shards dug into my skin, and blood started to trickle down. But that small flame touched Shawn's drawing and it quickly went up in flames. I screamed and lunged for the drawing, but it was too late. The fire was too fierce, and the drawing turned to ashes in no time. I sat among the glass shards, letting them cut into my skin as I held the ashes. "It's gone. Everything's gone… Shawn's last drawing is gone, too…" "Shawn, I'm so sorry." I whispered to myself.

When the petals fell, my Heartbreak Level soared to almost 90. I moved out early the next morning. Freddie stood by the window, watching my slender figure fade into the distance. His heart twisted in agony. The last 10% of the Heartbreak Level naturally came from the words he had spoken the day before his wedding. The moment I closed my eyes, my Heartbreak Level finally hit 100%. The system said he should go and say goodbye. But knowing the memories would remain, Freddie chose not to. Instead, he said silently in his heart, "Goodbye, Rosalie."

I sink into my chair, heart pounding, mind racing. My mate is out there. She’s hurting. She’s alone. And I will find her. Even if it takes everything I have.

The door slams in my face. My knees give out on me, and I sink to the ground. I place my hand over my aching heart and stare at Beau's front door. Did that really happen? If this is a nightmare, I want to wake up now. This is too much for my fragile heart to bear. I can't believe Beau doesn't love me. It was all a lie. Pulling my knees up to my chest, I cry my heart out right there in the hallway. My heart is so broken, I don’t know how I’ll ever piece it back together.

he was madly in love with his wife, tears started to fall from her eyes and she sat in the ground I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I'm still right here What have I become? My sweetest friend

I had poured my heart and soul into trying to keep myself intact, but once again, I found myself broken into pieces. I could hardly bear the overwhelming emotions that flooded me when I collapsed onto the ground. Tears streamed down my face, mixing with the remnants of my shattered determination. The room, felt as it was closing in on me, suffocating me with its heavy air. Each breath I took seemed like a battle, a constant struggle against the weight of my despair. And with every beat of my heart, I was painfully reminded of the pieces of myself that lay broken.

After all i had already became the atrocious girl in the family so what was the point of still being a virtuous girl. "The shattering of a heart when being broken is the loudest quiet ever" by Carrol Bryant- resembled the situation of my splintered heart. My heart was shattered like a thousand pieces of broken mirror. And this was also the day from when I started thinking I was a cursed child with a cursed and tenebrous fate; this was the day my Ill fate started and I was doomed for life.

"You looked good as always," I heard Lena compliment me but I just let it pass through my ear like I didn't hear any comments at all. I am too tired of anything right now. I just want to have my rest... forever. I feel like my heart has been crushed by a ten-wheeler truck. I am so broken because of myself. I am broken because of my own wrongdoings. I am so broken because... I just lost the people I have been cherishing. I just lost them all in a snap.