Lyrics From The Bottom Of My Broken Heart Novels & Stories

After so many cycles of breaking up and getting back together, only I would be stupid enough to keep track of every single detail about him. Still, I said yes. I really did want to see the concert. That night, I waited at the venue, but Jeff never showed up. I opened the voice message he had just sent me. His apologetic voice was layered over the noise of the concert, faintly mixed with Larissa's light laughter. "Sorry. Larissa suddenly felt a little sick. I had to take her to the hospital. We'll have plenty of anniversaries in the future anyway. After Larissa leaves tomorrow, I'll do anything you want, okay?"

However, my heart further shattered into a million pieces when Ryder sang the next part with too much emotion and I was sure that this part was indeed directed towards me: * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Cause when I’m with you I fall apart To heal your permanently broken heart * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * They chorused the next two lines together and smiled at each other even more if it was fucking possible as if they were the happiest couple and confessing their undying love for each other: * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * BABY YOU’RE THE GREATEST TO ME NO, NO MATTER WHAT, WHAT, WHAT * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * And then the bitch seemed to be dedicatin

My voice broke, a whisper now. “Maybe I don’t want it anymore.” Jace’s hand tightened gently on my arm, his eyes dark and unreadable. “Then don’t.” The words sliced clean through me, leaving nothing but silence in their wake.

It had been almost a week since I miscarried, and he couldn't even be bothered to call me, yet he stopped by my ward because Sue caught a little cold. Sue walked in with a bouquet, saying it was for me, but when she saw the drawing on my bedside table, she totally lost it. "A drawing! It's a drawing!" She crouched down, covering her ears and crying her eyes out. "Zach, hurry! Burn it!" Zach was really worried about her and didn't even check what was in the drawing. He smashed the frame to the floor and flicked open his lighter. My anger boiled over. I yanked the IV needle out of my hand and lunged forward. I stepped on some glass shards, leaving small drops of blood behind me.

Tom asked without stopping his pace. "Andreas knows. And I need your support, Tom. You were the first person to help me before I even knew who I was," Andien said reasonably. "I can't believe you don't have a male friend to work with," Tom grumbled. "I don't know any other men. My first man was Kenan, but he broke my heart," Andien replied quietly. "Are you serious?" "I am serious." "Why do you want to break up with Kenan and get involved with me?" Tom asked, demanding Andien's honesty.

My voice broke, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe anymore, the weight of my pain overwhelming me. Ethan’s hand trembled, and he loosened his grip, his expression pained. “I wasn’t there, but I am now.” He didn’t try to hold me again, the hurt in his eyes clear. “I can’t change what happened, Sophia, but I can be here for you now.” I wiped away the tears that had started to roll down my cheeks, sucking in a shaky breath. “Lily is my only family, and I have to protect her now.” My voice was determined, even as I struggled to regain my composure.

My heart was thumping hard against my chest for some reason, excited and nervous to hear the lyrics he wrote. "It's been a long day and I'm trying to figure it out The way those words left your mouth..." His eyes glued on the keys. "I feel broken, shattered and blue and it's all because of you.." His eyes now darted at me. "And I'm trying, trying to figure it out.." We stare eye to eye. "If this is love..." His eyes focused back on the keys again. "Why does it break me down? Why do you break me down?" He paused for three seconds. Took a deep breath in and exhaled.

I cried. "I know" he said. "Do me a favor" he told me and I squeezed my eyes shut. "What is it?" I asked, hesitantly. "Sing...me...to... sleep, please..." he gasped, his grip on my shirt, weakening. I took a deep breath and began to sing, my heart feeling like it's being ripped apart in the most vicious way possible. "Gonna wrap my arms around you, hold your body close to mine. Let no heart get broken, Not one tear be shed. As I bid you goodbye..."

"Sweetheart, you’re just saying that to make me feel better. But I’ve accepted my fate." "You may be ready—but your kids and I aren’t. I’ll do everything to heal you." Marco forced himself up and walked slowly to the wall-mounted sound system. He pressed a button, and the song Till Death Do Us Part by White Lion filled the room. "May I dance with my wife?" he asked, extending his hand. "You’re still not well, babe... You’re weak," she said, tears brimming again. He always had a flair for the dramatic. "I just want one dance, sweetheart. We don’t know if I’ll still be here tomorrow."