Hurting Person You Love Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I am a horrible person." "Hey, hey," I said and hurried to give her a hug. She shook against me, and I felt my heart break a little. If it were possible, I'd have saved her from every little heartbreak in the world. "Hear me out. Camille. Maybe the way you love is different. But there's one thing that's always common when it comes to love — it consumes you whole. The love for your person is so overwhelming that it drips out in every action you do for them," I offered an alternative advice to her, hoping that it'd comfort him. "Maybe the way you love is just a bit different."

Just be patient and you can also get past those barriers. I couldn’t say this to you personally but I want you to know how much I love you. I always have you in mind. You are always in my heart. -Anonymous

I went out of my car and shouted on top of my lungs. I messed up so bad. I sobbed and sat on the side of the car. I never knew love could hurt like this. ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

One day, another woman will survive because you dared to choose yourself. If it hurts more than it heals, it is not love. True love does not wound to teach you lessons. It holds your heart carefully, sings to your spirit, and shows you that safety can feel like warmth.

I silently hoped she got every single emotion, every word that gnawed at my heart. You’re not worthless. You’re not useless either. Don’t hate someone I don’t hate. Don’t hate someone I love.

I guess that human’s quotation is really true, the quotation ‘when you love there’s pain, without pain…there’s no love’. That pain is soothing within my heart. It was stabbing and breaking my heart into pieces until I felt weak and yet no matter how painful it is to love him…those pieces that scattered apart are still beating for him.

* The question loops in my mind, over and over, like a song I can’t turn off. Adrian loves me. He said he loves me. Correction, he said he never stopped loving me, which is somehow worse because it means all those years, all that pain, he loved me while he destroyed me. What kind of love is that? What kind of person loves someone and lets them suffer the way he let me suffer? But then I hear his voice again, broken and raw: *Hurt people hurt people. Broken people break people.* Is that an excuse? Or is it just the truth?

"I won't go against our family's decision, Quel. I'm sorry. I have been so selfless my whole life, let me be selfish, even if it's just for now. I love you." I turned my back and walked away. "How dare you turn away?!" He yelled. I closed my eyes even if I know I'm too weak to open them again. I love you too, Quel. But, I wonder why... I wonder why everyone I love hurts me without even blinking. They love to hurt me. They love to see me in pain. Is it... Is it so satisfying to watch me suffer? "Do you love seeing me hurting that much that you keep on creating sources of my pain and suffering everyday?" I mumbled.

Because I may not know much above love it loving someone but I know one thing. You do not hurt someone you love, not the way they hurt me.

When he speaks, it's almost as if I'm running out of breath in my body with each syllable. "No, you are not allowed to do that." Yes, I am able to, Elie, I am able to. But you know it's exhausting to love someone who you believed you could alter their entire nature without hurting them, but in the end, you're the only one who will fight, and everything will come to a close because you are the only one who will fight. "You are the one who has been injured."