Novel & Cerita I Like That You're Broken Broken Like Me

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

Without you, I feel broken Like I'm half of a whole Without you, I've got no hand to hold Without you, I feel torn Like a sail in a storm Without you, I'm just a sad song You're the perfect melody The only harmony I wanna hear You're my favorite part of me With you standing next to me I've got nothing to fear It started clapping.. even I couldn't control my own hand and clapped spontaneously. I smiled at her. Without you, I feel broken Like I'm half of a whole Without you, I've got no hand to hold Without you, I feel torn Like a sail in a storm Without you Without you, I feel broken Like I'm half of a whole

(I believed in you, I believed in us) you hurt my heart, you broke my soul, you failed to keep your promises. Yes, (…) Don't worry, what breaks easily, mends easily... Don't worry, I just have to stop loving you... Cursed be my being, it can't stop doing it. Damn... Be your false promises, you turned out worse than the harsh reality... Oh... Uh... Oh... Congratulations! Congratulations, I applaud you (I applaud you) oh... Uh... Oh... Great liar, destruction is always beneath your feet... I thought for once that you were different.

Someone who wasn’t broken. And that someone… should be me.

i look at him and see someone who is the opposite of me how can I enjoy his presence, I think to myself? but we're more alike than I like to admit more than he likes to admit, definitely we're more similar than we accept he's very much like me sometimes I wonder what it is about him that intrigues me so much i'm sure it's the fact that I can't help but fix something that is broken and that's what he is, in case you don't know: broken

Something inside of me just broke, that's the only way I can describe it. * *

This city's gonna break my heart She's always gonna break your heart Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh She got a hold of me She got me wrapped 'round her finger She got a hold on me She got me wrapped 'round her finger This city's gonna break my heart (oh, yeah) This city's gonna love me then leave me alone (it's gonna love me then leave me alone) This city's got me chasing stars (oh) It's been a couple of months since I felt like I'm home Am I getting closer to knowing where I belong? This city's gonna break my heart (hey, yeah) She's always gonna break your heart

And I stood there in my black shirt and ripped jeans like a lost ice cube. But I wasn't embarrassed. There was something going on here. Not like… magical or divine or whatever. Just a vibe. A promise. Like: "If you're broken, you can be hot and broken here." Yeah, I could get behind that. I breathed in some air. Fuck Creed. Fuck my history. Fuck the ache in my chest. Let it throb, if it had to. I wasn't going to kowtow to it forever. If only I could draw sunlight towards me—even if it were faked-out neon lights off a whiskey glass—I would. I was going to let Yuki in again.

--- I remembered when I sing that song, I was totally broken. I felt so...numb, empty, shallow. And I wish my heart would be unbroken by now. Cause I am still BROKEN inside. Not in a romantic relationship, but I'm broken. Broken because of what people are doing with me. I said in that song, that they would never let me down cause I'm titanium. And I did that. Everyone who tried to messed up with me didn't succeed.

The tip of my nose. "There is not a single iota of you that is unlovable. You draw people towards you as if you were the sunshine. You cast light wherever you go. If you were truly broken, truly damaged, you wouldn't be trying to live a life baking cupcakes to give joy to others. You would wither away in the dark, spread hate and anguish with every exhale. I know what broken looks like. I grew up with it. Stared it in the face. Killed it."