Love You So Much It Hurts Novels & Stories

Love ! Love ! Love ! I never knew what the word meant , just saying it alone amuses me. I have always been depressed , sad , devastated and most of the time I hate myself. I always wanted to commit suicide as I felt my life had no meaning , but do you know what stopped me? "Pain " that's is what I hate most and so I couldn't slit my wrist or stab myself , but you know what ? After doing a lot of researches I found a suitable method that wouldn't bring me much pain but I found it kinda weird, why because it involves me choking on my own saliva.

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

Because I may not know much above love it loving someone but I know one thing. You do not hurt someone you love, not the way they hurt me.

was him pointing a gun at my forehead. I couldn't move as tears suddenly gushed out of my eyes. My heart pounced fast not for the child but something else. I stepped backward, and he threatened to shot me, it was so quick, where they waiting for us to get back. He cracked the gun and gave a wry smile, I stared at him with disbelief and hurt in my chest, that smile rekindled memories. There were a lot of questions I wanted to ask, but my tears covered it all. I couldn't say a word, and a loud sound was heard. The child in my hands shuddered, while I felt a sharp pain at my left shoulder. I could feel the blood dripping off from that side. I stood mute trying to struggle for air as the pain w

Like my eyes were about to fall out this instance. "Yup!" They both said while giving me flat tone. "What's got into you bro's!" I said to them but still they all look at me seriously. "Woah seriously? Gezz fine I'll answer your questions ok!" I said as they still like to pushed that topic so I surrender. " Of course we all wanted to have someone to love and cherish ok? But not for now!" I said while giving them cheeky smile. "Idiot!" Blake mumbled.

Leo’s POV People said time healed everything. They lied. Time didn’t heal anything. It simply taught you how to hide the damage better. The scars stayed. They just stopped bleeding where others could see. My sister’s death never left me. Some mornings, I felt her absence before I even opened my eyes, like an invisible weight pressing down on my chest. Losing her had broken something inside me that never fully came back together. And no matter how hard I tried to bury it, my anger always found one destination.

He was the cause of Lian's pain. "I never stopped loving you, Callum." His heart skipped a beat. "I've always loved you." And another. "There was not a day when I didn't think of you." And another. "I love you so much that it hurts." And another. "But I don't think I can be with you again." And it stops.

It feels like the most impossible thing to love someone who’s tied to your pain. But I do. I love him. And I wish I could ask you what to do. I miss you so much it physically hurts some days. Like I can’t catch my breath. But deep down, somewhere, I hope you’re proud of me. I’m still standing, Mom. Wobbly, messy, a little broken… but I’m here. I love you. Always. Your girl.

One tear slid down my face as I blinked blankly at the message. Nothing hurt more than losing someone you loved over what felt like the smallest argument. Something that shouldn't have escalated. Something that could’ve been talked through. I wiped my face with the back of my hand, even though the tears kept threatening to fall again. I thumbed my phone. Sharon: "I'm so sorry, baby. I shouldn't have behaved that way with your family. I'll do better next time. I love you and value everyone you love." I hit send. My heart jumped into my throat as I stared at the screen.

And of course I give her what she wants. I remain still, letting her take as much as she needs, letting her drink from me until she’s filled, until my lips are swollen and puffy. “I love you.” She whispers against me. “I love you so much it hurts. You know that r-right? You know I love you with all my heart, don’t you?” Her voice breaks and so does the last surviving fragment of my heart. I will never get tired of hearing her say she loves me. Those three words heal my damaged soul every single time.