Hurt Feeling Pushed Away Quotes Novels & Stories

With a heavy heart, I watched as she turned away from me, her silent dismissal a crushing blow to my hopes of removing the gap that had emerged between us. “Leave me alone, I don’t want to talk to you,” She said, her words piercing through the air like a sharp blade, cutting through the lingering silence between us. “Just stay away from me.” She added, the pain in her voice was palpable, each word weighted with a burden too heavy to bear. I froze in place, the weight of her command pressing down on me like a physical force. It was as if her words had formed an unbreakable barrier, separating us from each other in a way that felt impossible.

"You are so full of yourself. Do you for one minute think I believe those sweet words that come from your mouth. You live for danger; you live to conquer. Well, you are not climbing this mountain." "Then do answer this, why have you not pushed me away. Every time I have come to you, you are just as drawn to this danger that I present." "Maybe I too like playing games. See, my heart has been scorned far too many times. Men like you are the reason why a woman like me do not want commitment." Then, for the oddest reason, I feel a sting, a suffocating grip on my heart. It feels as if there is no air flowing to my lungs. Is this what it feels like to get rejected, to be pushed away? Is this what

“More than you know. More than I’ve been willing to admit to myself, i care about you so much it hurts.” I swallowed hard, my anger beginning to fade as confusion and something else, something warmer, began to develop. But i shook my head to not let his flowery words get to me. “Then why act like this? Why push me away, then drag me back whenever you feel like it?”

“Well… that’s because you are… a nuisance I can do without.” The words sliced me open like an actual knife. He noticed and sighed tiredly, suddenly looking worn out. He rubbed the back of his neck and looked away. “Just… leave it alone.” “No.” My voice cracked. “You don’t get to shut me out like this… even though you are. Usually mean to me, it's better than this.” “I can do whatever the hell I want,” he snapped. Anger flared under my skin. “You think pushing me away is going to fix anything?”

I see a man that pushes people away – he carries on with his life , not involving anyone in it. He used to have that one person he could speak to , but they broke up. He has not told me up till this day what had happened between them – in fact , he only told me he was single months after they had broken up. Some girls would celebrate when hearing this news – but me? I cried my eyes out when hearing this. I remember holding onto my pillow at night , crying my eyeballs out. I felt my heart break for him , I felt his sadness he had felt. I know it sounds weird , but knowing that he is hurting makes my heart pain.

I began, my voice trembling, “you don’t have to apologize. None of us are perfect, and we’ve all made mistakes.” He shook his head weakly, his hand tightening around mine. “No, you don’t understand,” he said, his voice breaking. “I pushed you away because… because I couldn’t deal with what I was feeling.” I froze, my breath catching in my throat. “I thought if I stayed away,” he continued, his voice barely above a whisper, “it would get easier. That I wouldn’t feel this… this pull toward you. But it doesn’t stop, Amara. It never stops.”

“I told you to leave me the fuck alone.” I hadn’t expected him to be soft or gentle—not after everything we’d been through—but the cruelty in his voice had cut deeper than I wanted to admit. He wasn’t just pushing me away; he was shoving me out of his life with all the force he could muster. And it hurt more than I ever imagined it would.

He removed my hand from his face and held it. “You don't have to feel sorry for me, that would just make me feel worse. And you can forget about this whole thing like it never happened. If it makes you uncomfortable and you don't feel like you can be around me anymore, it's fine. I understand. I'll remove myself from your service-” “What are you talking about? Why would I feel that way? It makes no sense. It's a normal thing to happen, why would I push you away?” My heart felt like it was clenching so hard.

It was surprising, as I thought Aiden would trail behind me, and maybe try to talk to me, even though it looked like I was pushing him away. It baffled me that he just turned away, and left. I wondered what was going through his mind, but this hurt me. For a second, I thought I felt nothing for him. Even if I wanted him to stay away from me, I still wanted him around. This was stupid, wanting someone to be there for you, yet pushing him away. I couldn't blame him for leaving. My words, I know, were like thorns. I hated to speak whenever I was angry, but it was the only way I could express myself.

How hard could it be to unburden? Answer? Very. Extremely hard. "Why then do I keep feeling like you're running away from me, it's like I pull then you push, I don't know the right way to explain it. I feel like you can't be yourself around me like there's a wall so tall that you've set strongly around yourself and I can't see through." He paused and ran his hands through his air, "ah, this sucks. The last time I said things like this was for a movie, I had no idea how much hurt the characters feel," he chuckled lightly.