Novel & Cerita Letters From A Broken Heart

"I wish I were a little girl again, because skinned knees are easier to fix than broken heart." -Julia Roberts Faith POV I woke up feeling like shit. My body was sore. My face felt dry and my eyes was all crusty. I rubbed my eyes to adjust my vision.

I loosen my fist, fingers aching, and the notes flutter down to the floor. I pick them up slowly. Gently. Like they’re made of glass. Or bombs. The first is short, matching crooked handwritten from the last note. ‘You stopped reading my letters, it makes me so sad. So sad I might just come and take you.’ It’s true.

"Please stay." I dig into the envelope and take out the letter. The handwriting is crooked and there's drops of dry tears on the paper. Dear Dani, I should probably start this with telling you how sorry I am but sorry doesn't fix anything. It doesn't fix the burden you've had to carry for years because of me. It doesn't fix the beautiful marriage that I broke. And it definitely doesn't heal the pain that I've caused you. Plus, by the time you read this I'll be dead. And the sorries of a dead man don't fix a broken heart, do they?

' He mentally read the letter that she left for him, he knows what will be the contents inside just by reading the introduction, As he can feel how his heart kept on hurting, the more he reads the contents that Alicia Handwritten for him, when he's still unconscious, The moment he woke up from the hospital bed, he is hoping to see her, awaiting for him to be awoken, but the only thing she had left for him, as a letter about them breaking up 'I'm sorry, I don't have any other choice but to break up with you, you'll suffer much more if you stay with me....and I'll be sad if you do, please understand and always remember I only Love you, from the bottom of my heart and I'm sorry' He was sad....

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."

Was she suffering? Suddenly, the previous police officer handed Beverley a piece of paper. “Miss, perhaps you should read this.” Beverley took it immediately. It was Emma’s handwritten letter. The woman had written it to James and Beverley. She quickly read it. Emma: If you found this letter, then I should be gone. I’m sorry, James. I’m sorry, Bev. I must have shocked you. For years, my life was destroyed. My heart was dead. I tried to love, but all I saw were the terrifying shadows of the past. I was too broken to ever love again.

’ I say as Edmond comes to sit beside me. ‘I love you mate’ I tell him as I stare up at him, right through his eyes. ‘I love you too a billion times’ he says as he devours my mouth. My life is so full now and I would never exchange this for nothing in the world. If there is one thing I have learnt, it is that nothing really is impossible because if a broken Pieces of a heart could be fixed, then everything can be fixed once you find the right people. The end.

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

They thought we were in love with each other, but when you grew up as we did, then you’d know, family is important. ‘You have to understand that I can’t just hand you my heart either because people trampled on it already. I don’t even know if I can piece it back together. You know, like Humpty Dumpty, some parts are now so tiny they're like chalk. What do you do with that? I’m broken, and you probably won’t want me, anyway.’ ‘I have to go. Let me wash these, so you can leave,’ she scrambled to leave again, scared of his answer.

Sitting up, my pulse quickens. Calum wrote me back. My baby replied. I can’t see the content of the email from the notification bar, but the subject is the same as what I’ve been using: Letters to my love. My fingers tremble as I tap on the email. God, please. Just this one thing. But God has forsaken me. What is heartbreak? Heartbreak is nineteen words from the boyfriend you haven’t heard from in over a month. As I reread the content of Calum’s email, I know I’ll never be the same again.