Loving Someone Who Hurts You Quotes Novels & Stories

I know by the way my mother won’t look at me that this is what she’s agreed to. It doesn’t have to be so bad. It doesn’t have to be so hard. I close all my eyes. You can’t hate someone for hurting you. Because then you’d have to hate you for hurting you. And then you wouldn’t have a Friend, or a friend, in the world.

No one deserves that. My sweet, caring, and protective Mikhail. That woman abused him and manipulated him. How dare she hurt the love of my life. "I'm so sorry, Mikhail. I can't imagine what you had to go through. No one deserves that, no one. I can't believe someone would stoop so low. Thank you for telling me. I promise you, you won't ever have to go through this again. We'll take care of it together. I love you, and I'm here for you."

Scar bursts out in tears, hitting him and clawing him and kicking him everywhere she could, “I will never forgive you! Ever! I was blind to have fallen for you, but now I know better! If you want a piece of advice, here is one: never love someone who doesn’t love you. And I, don’t, love, you! Never again!”

It’ll take time to heal what I’ve hurt in him. “I love you. I’ll be waiting.”

“I don’t want to hurt her, and I don’t want to hurt you.” “Either way, you will end up hurting someone. So, better choose where only one person will get hurt. Save yourself and choose the one you really want.” “Don’t hate me.” “You can never hate a person you don’t know and know nothing about. We can leave it as it is.” I smiled at him, despite the pain in my heart. He was just looking at me, tears falling from his eyes. “How about you?”

Deep down, she knew the pain would never truly disappear, but maybe, just maybe, they could find a way to heal together. “You taught me how to love you so much, but when you left, I wished you had also taught me how to unlove you,” Vincent’s words pierced through the silence, his voice thick with emotion. “It was painful, so painful that it was hard to breathe and even harder to live and move on without you.”

I echoed, not sure if he meant it as a compliment or a warning. His thumb brushed over my bottom lip, “Yeah,” he murmured, his eyes locked on mine. “Because now, you have the power to hurt me.” His words made my chest tighten and made me want to pull him closer but push him away at the same time. How did I let it get this far? The words he had said a few hours ago at the party echoed in my head... The only person who could hurt me would be someone I loved—completely, hopelessly, and incredibly. You have to love someone to feel that kind of pain.

Love and pain intertwined within her words, reminding me of the intricacies of the heart. "Love is tough," Corvina continued her voice a soothing reassurance. "It hurts, makes you want to jump off a cliff or murder someone. But once you give your heart to someone, then it's hard to take it back. And on top of that, we have this bond that binds us. So, choose your happiness. Whatever, wherever, and with whomever it might lie with. Just don't regret not doing something you wanted to."

I'm staring at my laptop screen, rereading the last few paragraphs of the chapter that I've ever written. "It didn't really hurt that you chose her over me in the first place. I knew the moment I whispered the word "love" into your ear, you'd walk away from me, and it didn't bother me in the least. It didn't hurt at all — because the hurt is a word that can be said in a split second, and what I was feeling was nowhere near that level of pain. You didn't mean any harm to me at all. Inflicted more than wounds that I would be able to treat not in a heartbeat but over the course of several seasons if I had to. Despite the fact that you barely scratched my skin, you inadvertently scathed my unpro

Listen to Enya - May It Be, - Caribbean Blue, - Echoes In Rain. - (Favourite KAJ quotes) Victims of heartbreak say "It's not healthy to build your life around one person, when you should be out with several people, discovering yourself." But they forget that, most times, love blinds the eyes of the heart, that it becomes stupid and forget to remind you to prepare for a meant to happen destruction sometime in the future, or perhaps, on the morrow.