Hurt Feeling Broken Trust Quotes の小説・ストーリー

“I want honesty, and that’s something I haven’t gotten in a while.” His eyes came back to me and stayed there for a long time, studying my face like he could see words in bold ink across my skin. He tilted his head slightly before he released a sigh. “Trust is like glass. It takes time to heat and temper, to make it transparent for both parties to see through. But once it’s shattered, there are so many broken pieces on the floor that it’s impossible to put back together. A year may pass, and you’ll step into the kitchen barefoot for a glass of water and get a shard in your heel. And you’ll remember how it got there.” A pain settled on my heart, an anchor lowered from a ship, a disappointment

As Lust is giggling and feeding from the emotion that I do not want to lose no matter what. “Trust, all you have to do is trust.” After those thoughts with the answers that I couldn’t find, seconds starts to come back on track in my life. The heart that bleeds, the heart that bears those fears and so many aches, suddenly bears the cold, and the chill that once has faded, and there only remains the frozen heart inside of ice of the stranger who somehow gave it with the right medicine. “Promises are meant to be broken? Tsk! That’s a lie, for promises are a sacred word to be broken by anyone. Promises are not meant to be broken. They are meant to be fulfilled.”

A/P "It takes a lot of time for someone to have trust on others when the person is already broken from inside to take such risk of trusting but still they take so, you can Break heart but never someone's trust. Broken trust makes the person hollow from inside-out." ~A/N

"Do you think I'm making myself a victim here Nigel? I just want to talk to you properly, I just want to explain my side but you're so closed-minded. I'm not saying that I'm the only one who's hurting here because I know you are too, but it's too much I think you're retaliating against me now. You're not hurting me physically, but you're crushing me finely with your actions. You're not hurting me physically but emotionally." I saw her take one breath after another, she was holding back but I still didn't see any emotion in him. "If I were you Kiara would stop already. As you can see I'm living my life now without you and I hope you are too. It's hard to fix a broken trust, it's like fixing a

The world around him seemed to blur, the sounds of roaring trucks and cars a chaotic symphony of departure. Each rumble felt like a nail in his coffin of trust, leaving him feeling betrayed, failed, and utterly broken, a whirlwind of emotions threatening to consume him whole. "I trusted you to this day, god," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, as he looked up at the sky, searching for answers that seemed to elude him. "All you did was break my trust...I trusted in you when my p-prents died, when everyone left me...even now I thought I could save my friends..b-but... I trusted you," his voice cracked with emotion, a mixture of longing and bitterness tugging at his heartstrings.

A quiet sob escaped my lips before I could shove it down. “Shh! It’s okay.” He pulled me into a tight hug and rubbed soothing circles on my back. “Humans tend to break hearts. Some people hold it tight and safe. While some people play with it like a damn football. We cannot say who is who until they show their true colours.” He was right. But how come I always put my trust in the ones that will break it? One broke my heart and the other one shredded it into pieces as if it was nothing. How can I ever trust anyone again? I can’t!

"I'm sorry. For whatever it's worth, I really am." "I know," she mumbled as she fiddled with her fingers. "I've just... been in this spot before. For some reason, with you, I was just sure that I had no reason to not trust you, so it hurt more that you broke that trust when I thought I didn't have to worry about you doing that. I guess that's the thing with trusting someone - hurt is part of the package."

in myself. Promises are meant to be broken...this phrase is true...you also gave me a promise...a promise that was broken...a promise that was a mere lie... tell me how should I learn to trust people and myself now...tell me now how should I learn to love again... tell me what did you gain by playing with my wrecked and splintered heart...are you happy....breaking me again... Wasn't my family was enough to break me time and time again that you also did the same..what's the difference between you and my family then...both of you shattered me to extent that I doubt I would heal this time...

It doesn’t matter how much time has passed, every time I think about it that makes me cry. It hurts my heart so much, takes me back to the time when I felt helpless and so broken. How do I move past it? How do I trust him again? I couldn’t. And if I did, wouldn’t it be the betrayal to the girl I see in the mirror now, who had learned to smile once again even when tears shine in her eyes. ~ A. Gupta.

But the cruel things you said to me, the humiliation you put me through in front of everyone, the resolve you had when you threw the ring into the fire… Did the drugs force you to do that? Simon opened his mouth, but no sound came out. "Trust is like a mirror." I turned away from him. "Once it's shattered, it's shattered. "It doesn't matter if you dropped it yourself or someone shoved your hand. You can never restore what is broken." After saying that, I looked at Kyle in front of Simon. I took the grass ring and slowly slid it onto my ring finger, right before Simon's eyes. I smiled at Kyle and said gently, "As for your question earlier, my answer is yes. Let's give it a go."