Loving Someone Who Hurts You Quotes Novels & Stories

“You know I’ve done a lot for you and I’ve asked just for one thing. For you to love me.” I scoffed. “With all you’ve done, that’s the precise reason why I don’t love you.” “Why can’t you see that I’m a human with feelings for you? I’ve made mistakes but you don’t need to punish me like this.” “Punish you?” I scoffed. “Did you just say punish?” “Yes. I love you.” “People who love people don’t poison them. They don’t poison their partners. They help them succeed. What you did was unforgivable.”

Going inside, I sat beside him and held his hand, they say that mate’s touch boosts in healing. If you don’t love me, then why you took my dagger? Sometimes I wanted to hurt you so badly, not because I want to but to let you know how it feels, but I can't. How can I peel you out of my heart, when it beats for you. “Your hurting me, but I love you and every second you don’t love me back… it hurts,” I whispered and placed my head on his hand. My mind was in haze, and throat clot from all the crying.

I hugged him tightly and said "sorry mahi I'm extremely sorry for hurting you all these days" he laid beside me and pulled me gently to his embrace and said "no need sorry niha I love you so much infact I'm proud of you both because you both fought alone for all our happiness you know the one who gets hurted because of our loved ones is a different pain but knowing about everything and still hurting our loved ones in helpless situation will break ourselves I can understand your pain and avi pain when you hurted us infact you both hurted yourselves more than us from now we are always with you people to heal your each and every broken piece"

* The question loops in my mind, over and over, like a song I can’t turn off. Adrian loves me. He said he loves me. Correction, he said he never stopped loving me, which is somehow worse because it means all those years, all that pain, he loved me while he destroyed me. What kind of love is that? What kind of person loves someone and lets them suffer the way he let me suffer? But then I hear his voice again, broken and raw: *Hurt people hurt people. Broken people break people.* Is that an excuse? Or is it just the truth?

I know. "If you can speak you think you haven't been stupid. I know if you're still hurt even after months have passed, you still haven't moved on with my brother. Even if you show you're over it and you're brave, I know if you're not" that's true. I was silent for a moment before speaking again. "Life is really unfair, whoever loved the truth is still the one who got hurt." I promise. "Part of love is being hurt, that's why you're hurt because you truly loved because if you didn't love that person, why would you be hurt, right?"

“I know you, Lucy, I know how much you care for others. How much you always try not to hurt others. But it causes you pain in response. It breaks you down, but you never find ways to heal your wounds, and the wound opens up again because of others.” “You don’t deserve the bad words of others. You don’t deserve them at all.” “Wish I could tell you, how much important you are to me, but you never try to understand them, do you? You don’t understand how much I care for you, and you end up hurting me eventually.” “Why do we even hurt each other for no reason at all? I always try to be careful around you, but I’m never able to do that.” “Forgive me, for hurting you every time, with my actions.”

I wanted to prove to myself and my friends that I'm not in love cause everyone kept on saying I'm in love and that's why I got those divorce papers, and brought back Ella, it was after you left that I realized I was a mess, I can't sleep or eat, my world is messed up without you, I've been with Ella for months but I don't even love her, i…I…I fell in love with you so much that it scared me, I thought everything will go back to normal of you leave but these days I'm finding it so hard to breath without you, I know you cannot forgive me so easily, heck! I don't even deserve your time, I just can't do it anymore without you I just want to be seeing you everyday please don't keep your distance f

“What do you mean?” I hesitated, picking at the loose thread on my sleeve. “Sometimes, your mate is the one who hurts you most. The one who leaves you when you need them the most.” She frowned. “That’s awful. Who would do that?” I shrugged. “Someone I thought would understand me.” Lara reached out and touched my hand gently. “Hey, whoever he is, he doesn’t deserve you. You’re too good for that kind of pain.” Her words were sweet, but they didn’t heal the ache.

As he sat there, the faintest of breezes infiltrated the open windows, carrying with it the fragrant embrace of blooming flowers and the distant melodies of the city streets. He glanced back at the table, and written in a bold, black marker were the words: •~ At times, it is through the cracks in our hearts that healing finds its way in. But what if those cracks come from a love that wasn't meant to last? What if the pain we go through is the universe's way of leading us to a better and stronger love waiting for us? ~• The quote caught his attention, and he couldn't help but think on how it somehow related to his present situation.

I said, and she nodded, wrapping the bandage around my arm. “Sometimes even the closest of people stab you in the back. But you know, even when that happens, you are going to find yourself being surrounded by others that love you so dearly that you are going to forget those that hurt you the way that they did. Family members are included when it comes to those that can hurt you too.” She said, and I nodded, looking away from her.