Romans & histoires I Love So Much It Hurts

“I won’t hurt you anymore…. I love you so much. I’m sorry…It’s better for everyone if I’m not here to keep hurting any of you….. You’ll be better if you don’t have to keep fixing my chaos….. My stupid, my bad…..my toxic.” It’s bittersweet yet cruel. In all the years we grew up together, my sister has never once told me she loved or cared about me. It’s always lingering over me as a doubt that she might not even like me at all, no matter how many times I've told her I love her. It hurts my heart and rips a new tear in the already painful hole she left there. Three words I didn’t know I so badly needed to hear from her.

Ethan laughed and whispered, "You see!" “Please stop it, Ethan. It is not worthy to prove your love, passions, and romance by doing that; focus on that part. I feel so itchy. “When Olga realized what she was thinking and saying in a whisper, her eyes opened. "I assume you hate me for doing this thing, but now you already enjoy it." Adding, "We are both compared to a crazy dog. "Olga replies, “I should tell you to stop it because it feels embarrassing and insulting."

My body for her life. I thought about the bruises. The tears. All the times he had made me cry in pain. “But he hurt me so much,” I whispered, my voice cracking on the last word. Fresh, hot tears blurred my vision. “How can I love someone who’s hurt me this much? It doesn’t make any sense.”

Brooklyn. Screw it. My body is vibrating with so much anger and hurt. No one mentions this part about love, just the mushy, fluttering part of it. And gah, maybe I won't have entered or edited this part if I know it hurts this much. It's always the one who loves you that hurts you the most. A tear that I don't know was building, rolls down my cheeks and pulls at my chin. “How long will this go on?”

I had a shift at the bar in less than an hour and could not afford to be late. The walk across campus did nothing to clear my head. Every quiet stretch of sidewalk pulled me back to Adrian. I kept seeing him in that ballroom, smiling at people he did not care about while texting me between conversations. I kept hearing the low voice he had used against the fence when he asked if I was still hurting. I hated that the answer was yes. I hated that part of me had wanted him to keep asking. I hated that I had answered his messages at all when I had spent days telling myself I would ignore him completely.

I didn't even glanced back before leaving how can I bare this pain how can I handle this how can I live without her she is my beautiful dream how can it turn into a worst nightmare I hate it I'm hating it I'm hating myself I went to bar and started drinking untill I sober and forget her but everytime I drink I'm reminding her why she is filled in every part of my body what a irritating thing I'm hating to be like this I hate myself completely My heart lies with you Just give me back my tears in vain Just unbreak my heart my love And all the things that caused the pain Come back and give me back your hug Come back and give my love to me I can't live a single day without you

how much do I miss the sound of it. "Without you, I am impossible," I added, my blurry vision made it hard to see as I went through the last line, "How much does love hurt? I think it couldn't be more, but it only gets worse with every passing minute. Will you forgive me? Will I forgive you? That's something only time can decide."

I love you so muсh it hurtѕ. Mу hаnd сuрреd hіѕ face tо bring hіѕ еуеѕ back tо mіnе. “Jоеl, bеlіеvе me whеn I ѕау I dоn’t wаnt аnуоnе еlѕе, іt’ѕ just you. You’re аll I’ll ever nееd. I feel lіkе I саn’t brеаthе whеn уоu’rе not around. I саn’t function without уоu.

is it supposed to hurt this much loving others? is it supposed to be like this forever Admiring stars but not the sky I own. Wiping my tears in the cold lonely night, I stood up and lay on my bed, my head pounding like somebody just hit me with a hammer. Wrapping the sheets around me, I close my eyes with only one thought. Never again I would show my fear my weakness Even if it breaks me inside, I will never let anyone see my tears. THE NEXT MORNING. 8.00 AM

Like a secret too scared to scream. “I love you. I love you so much, it hurts.” And for the first time in years, I bowed my head and prayed.