Hurting Rhymes Novels & Stories

And storms devastate, but everytime he hurts me; I hold my breath and bear the hurricane—repeating to myself, Just one more chance, Just one more breath, Just one more step, Just one more try, Just ONE more, And everything will be fine again. And I have believed in those words for so long. So long till I turned blind to the dangers coming. So long till I can't hold my breath anymore, and I'm half a stormy evening. So long till I have three minutes and ten seconds from breaking down. So long till I can't believe in those words again. Everything is NOT going to be FINE. We are two broken souls that's trying so hard to find comfort in the warmth of the other. Ryder Smith is a broken man; rough

I couldn't ignore my frantic heartbeat as my anxiety washed over me and I kept on racking my brain over my impulsive decisions that were meant to be helpful but only ended up hurting somebody, her. She wasn't even supposed to get so involved in all of this but she wasn't supposed to get hurt. He was, but she ended being hurt, because of me. I softly brushed over my wounded knuckles from attacking Reed, I don't understand how it happened but it happened because he wouldn't stop provoking Robyn, the moment he talked about selling her I blanked out and found myself beating Reed up. When they pulled me away from him that's when I noticed Robyn on the floor, for the past hours I could see her get

I thought before blowing the dust away and getting ready to play the song What Hurts The Most by Rascal Flatts [What hurts the most Was being so close And having so much to say (much to say) And watching you walk away And never knowing What could've been And not seeing that love in you. That's what I was trying to do...] I sang sobbing while playing the guitar taking different tune "Why can’t I stop loving you?" I screamed “I hate the fact that I love you and I can't stop loving you," I screamed sobbing to my greatest surprise my phone beeped [Bored at home, can we hang out? You are not allowed to say no, bye, your boyfriend]

When heartbreaks and tears are all forgotten instead. Would you be my girl, girl girl girl girl girl... My girl, girl? Dried roses, betwixt our soul pages. Music and lyrics, Twists and dances. When it's dark and moonless. Would I still be this hopeless? Would you be my girl, girl girl girl girl girl... My girl, girl?

My throat tightens with a painful sensation and suddenly, it feels like I’m about to tear out of my own skin. “Do you really think I’d hurt you?” I whisper, my voice laced with hurt and white-hot rage. Amani lifts her head and the sight of her eyes, huge and filled with tears, is like a sharp blade through my heart. “They hurt me and so can you!” She cries bitterly. “All of you are the same. All you ever do is hurt me!” My heart breaks then. It literally shatters. “Amani, no. Baby, I would never…”