Love And Broken Heart Poems Novels & Stories

with that I pushed him and walked away. Not just from this place but from his life too.... I was broken, shattered, and ground into the earth by the heels of once love . Once again I lost my love but I feel this time I lost my soul too …

And most of all, I can't help it when the love of my life can't love me back. 'God, I'm turning into a sap,' I thought bitterly. What can you do? No matter how tough you are, when a heart gets broken like shattered glass, it can't be undone. You'd break down, forget who you are, or what you stand for, and end up like a pile of shit. After today's stunt, never again will I break down. I'm not going back that road never, ever again... for her.

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

There was a way, I just needed to find it and Jasper could help me, I could feel it. I picked out a book that was filled with poems and sat back down on the chair. I started reading each page, the words were beautiful. ’As the rain pours down I feel your love. As the wind blows I hear your voice. As the birds sing I can see your eyes. For your memory is something that never died’ ’A rose with thorns is my tale of love. The beauty as majestic as the petals, the feeling as lovely as the color, the heartbreak as painful as the stabs’

Breaking someone isn’t always about force. Sometimes… It’s about isolation. --- Ariana had never felt invisible before. Not like this. --- Not in the sense of being ignored. Not in the sense of being overlooked. --- This was different. --- This was erasure. --- She walked through the school corridor again. Same building. Same people. Same environment. --- But none of it reacted to her anymore. --- Voices passed through her awareness like distant echoes. Footsteps crossed her path without hesitation.

He never bought gifts but splurged at an auction to get a gemstone I'd always wanted for Sue. When Shawn was burning up with a fever, Zach said, "Sue's been coughing for days and isn't improving. I know I don't have to worry about Shawn with you looking after him. "Sue only has me here, so I really need to see her get better to feel at ease." My heart shattered at that moment. I realized I could never reach Zach's heart but never brought up divorce since our marriage involved both the Swain and the Sorensen families.

I broke down in tears when I didn't get into the same university as them. Edgar, the top student, turned down his spot at a prestigious university. He pulled me close and said, "You silly, we're not going anywhere without you. How could we leave you alone?" I always thought they'd never leave me, but Lisette showed up six months ago and crushed that dream. Her father was my driver. Six months ago, he had a stroke and died on the spot while picking me up from the campus. Having lost her mother when she was young, Lisette couldn't take losing her father, too, and she fainted in tears at the funeral.

“Don’t touch me. You promised.” It felt like my chest had been ripped open. Each breath cut like glass, betrayal pressing down on me until even standing upright felt like an act of war. Memories of laughter, whispered vows, and nights tangled together stabbed me from within. The silence between us roared, and in it, the truth hit me like a blade: love wasn’t lost—it was broken, shattered into pieces that would never fit back together. “I’m sorry, baby,” he whispered again and again, the word sorry spilling from him like a prayer. His eyes looked haunted, like he needed me but didn’t know how to say it.

Clutching my face, I steeled myself against the stabbing pain in my abdomen and the tears threatening to fall. Through the haze of my blurred vision, his face slowly dissolved into a vague silhouette. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't reconcile the hateful man in front of me with the one who once pledged a lifetime of love.

The stress and the pain would be intensified by a thousandfold to the day she was undone. “In fact, there’s no reason for me to love you again. Once a mirror is shattered, you can never get it back to its original state, despite your best efforts. “It’s like my heart was broken into pieces. You can try to piece it back but the cracks will always be there. Every line of crack represents the pain that I’ve gone through in the past. You might still have a place in my heart, but I can’t just move on from the pain…”