Hurting Person You Love Quotes Novels & Stories

She laughed out loud at what I said. "You know, Asher, life is fucking short. Don't waste your time thinking about what real love is. Instead, just enjoy the feeling of being in love and being hurt. Because in love, one thing is for sure, when you are with the person you truly love, even if it's hurt, true happiness is still there when you saw the person you love. His yours or owned by someone, if you truly love that person, happiness is there when that person happy and smiling. Even if you are not the reason." "Depth,"

"Loving someone is a manifestation of human's vulnerability; the risk of hurting someone and being hurt by another person." I smiled before my eyes searched for Rupert's seat in the audience area. "We lost, we burned and we got hurt ... But we can't deny the fact that this abstract thing called love is the connection we need as a social being. Without love, this life will be meaningless. Without love, this world will be cruel. Without love, I wouldn't be able to stand on this stage and carry on in this debate. My love for debate is what kept me going and the love of the people around me is what motivated me to not surrender. "

"If Lucas truly loves you. He won't hurt you. He will not make you cry. He won't do things he knows will hurt you." My tears kept falling. I'm feeling unwell and hurt. I can't accept that the man I love left me alone. I only love you Lucas. My heart beats only for you! My world revolves only around you. You never fades away from my heart. "It hurts to love someone who doesn't loves you. You will only be hurt because he has nothing to do with you."

I know by the way my mother won’t look at me that this is what she’s agreed to. It doesn’t have to be so bad. It doesn’t have to be so hard. I close all my eyes. You can’t hate someone for hurting you. Because then you’d have to hate you for hurting you. And then you wouldn’t have a Friend, or a friend, in the world.

Maybe that's how selfish, deaf, and blind you become when you give too much love to someone. "Too much love can kill." Maybe if you love someone, don't give too much. It should be just right, and make sure there's still love left for yourself. Because it's hard to recover from the depths of despair, so until your feelings aren't that deep, try to avoid them. It's also traumatizing. I now have a problem trusting people again; I'm afraid I'll get hurt again. I just want to protect my heart this time. I'm afraid that I'll get hurt again.

He shut his eyes, placing his forehead against mine. “How much more are you planning to hurt me?” My voice cracked with emotions. “How long do you want me to suffer?” “You remember, you once told me that love is a poison that kills you so softly and slowly that you start enjoying the pain?” I clenched my jaws. That’s something my mother used to say often. He took a deep, shaky breath. “Starving people can even lick poison right off the blade, even if it cuts their tongue. And I am famished, love.”

“I don’t want to hurt her, and I don’t want to hurt you.” “Either way, you will end up hurting someone. So, better choose where only one person will get hurt. Save yourself and choose the one you really want.” “Don’t hate me.” “You can never hate a person you don’t know and know nothing about. We can leave it as it is.” I smiled at him, despite the pain in my heart. He was just looking at me, tears falling from his eyes. “How about you?”

“My heart was filled with so much hate… especially after witnessing my mother and unborn sister’s death. And because of that, I ended up hurting her too…” He still didn’t move, but I knew he was listening. “Almost a decade has passed, and I’m still trying to fix things between us… because that’s how much she means to me.” I stared down at my hands as they trembled a bit, at the scars and cracks time couldn’t fully heal. “Don’t be like me,” I said quietly, clenching my fist as a sad smile spread across my face. “Don’t push away the people who love you just because you’re hurting. I did, and I almost lost her forever.”

she held a hand up, stopping me from saying another word. “ Because if you did, then you will know you don't tell someone you love hurtful words, you don't break the person just so you will feel better ... .you don't…” she threw her eyes outside, not giving me another glance before she stood up abruptly. “ You don't hurt whoever you love the way you did.” Her words jabbed through me, each piercing through me so hard that I knew it would be difficult to get her back, her eyes brimmed with tears.

Why am I the one hurting when I didn’t do anything? “I love you, I love you with everything I’ve got. I love you with my entire life, Lola. I love you so much and I can’t bare to see you in pain. I love you, you’re father loves you. Your brother and Chloe loves you. We all love you. You’re perfect in our eyes, Lola. You’re our Lola. You’re my Lola and my Lola is a fighter, she’s fierce and won’t let things break her down like this. My Lola is the most beautiful girl in the world, she’s the girl with the most beautiful heart ever. My Lola’s the best.” She says and I truly wish I could believe her. I wish I could but I can’t.