I Love So Much It Hurts Novels & Stories

But I was stunned for a moment. I saw the tattoo on the side of his thigh. My name was written on it. And under my name there is a heart. Written on the heart. 'My Girl'. My eyes watered. "Kier…" "I love you, Fatima. I have always loved you. But I used to think that you couldn't love me because you hate me so much. I'm sorry." "Who wouldn't be angry with you? You insult me ​​every day for being obese."

Each word he utters is a fresh wound, but paradoxically, also a balm. "I... I can't believe this," I finally manage, my voice a broken whisper. "I'm so hurt. So incredibly hurt. You... you did all of those things. You tried to take everything from me, everything I loved, everything I worked for. I was so lost, so broken." The tears keep flowing, each one a testament to the agony I endured. I remember the sleepless nights, the gnawing doubts, the crushing feeling of worthlessness.

I just have to admit that, maybe, just maybe, I wasn't good enough for them. I wasn't good enough for him, who shall not be named, then. And now, I wasn't good enough for the man I love with all my life. I am not good enough. I am not enough. I am not enough. God, it hurts. It hurts so fucking much. Please, God, please. Please, please, please. Let me our of this misery. I can't. I ... just can't. It hurts to breathe. Why is it hurting?

He titled his head, the monster showed up, "Sorry love, but i gotta hurt you one last time." Before i forget, me loves ya all ❤️

He leaned forward, burying his face in his hands as the weight of his own words pressed down on him. “What’s wrong with me?” he whispered, his voice hoarse and raw. The silence of the room was deafening, broken only by the faint crackle of the fire in the hearth. He replayed the confrontation in his mind, every bitter word he had thrown at her, the venom in his tone. He hadn’t meant to be so cruel. But the moment Katie had stood before him, her fragile form trembling, her voice firm yet laced with pain, he had felt something inside him snap.

Alexa pov Hurt , hurt , hurt was the only feeling I was feeling. I was not someone to loose but today I lost something really big. I lost someone who was really close to my heart. I lost my love. My Freaking first love. I'm happy for Alesa but I'm sad for myself. I lost someone really precious to me and I just can't accept it. Im regretting whatever I did yesterday. I behave impulsive But no one even tried to understand that just how I'm. I act and then regret. I don't think before doing something and then regret.

I shouted at him, "I love him okay? A-and he loves me too! Please don't do this to us .. I can't, I can't brother--" "You lived without her Lea! You're just confused right now--" "I'm not! And you wouldn't understand because you haven't fell in love before! I said I love him! How many times do I have to fucking shout that ?!" I cried. "Lea watch your mouth," he said but I didn't listen. I am so hurt and frustrated right now that all I want to do is swear at everyone. I am fucking hurting and this is the first time. I never knew that the feeling is painful than a dog's bite when I was a child, it was way more painful than my failing grades in highschool. So this is how it is. I

It's crazy that she drives me crazy. I picked up my phone and went through the playlist, maybe I would see any that would interest me, or maybe I would see any that would address how I am feeling.. Standing on the platform Watching you go It's like no other pain I've ever known To love someone so much To have no control You said, "I want to see the world" And I said, "Go" But I think I'm lost without you I just feel crushed without you I've been strong for so long

I resume chewing. On the eighth bar of chocolate, when the bitterness is all I can feel and my tongue is raw, I bury my head in my palms and burst into tears. The current song hits home, why does love have to hurt so much? Because love is stupid, an old myth. I giggle, a low pathetic sound, pick the half-eaten bar and chomp it. The empty wraps under my feet scrunch when I move, I wonder how many I need to eat for it to be considered unhealthy.

come help me, I can't take it off" the voice said. Hearing her voice, I hung up quickly and switch off my phone, who's that girl? I hold my mouth tight, almost suffocating my own self, to stop myself from screaming from the pain I feel inside. He has a girl. When I remember her words, I feel in pain. I wit lie anymore I like him, I really do. Hearing a girl's voice hurt so bad. He's the first person I like this way And I'm hurt. I picked my phone and Throw it away... I don't need it, I don't need anyone.