Mending A Broken Love Novels & Stories

Beck hesitated for a moment before saying, "Sorry, just now I—" He hadn't finished speaking but Celeste already knew what he was apologizing for. She smiled faintly and replied, "It's fine. Besides, what you said was true." She had experienced it firsthand, and she knew very well that love truly couldn't be forced. Now, she was able to accept that truth with peace of mind. And perhaps Beck had sensed that, which was why he had said it so plainly. That was exactly Beck's intention. Still, even though she had let go of the past, hearing someone bring it up again inevitably stirred some unpleasant memories.

"Isn't that great?!" And only Allah had bound them together. Or else, Abdullah and Maryam were two different poles of a magnet that could never attract and only repel. They were like the sea and the river which touched each other's boundary but could never mix into one another. But Allah could make anything and everything happen. In the end, the two broken hearts were mended, teaching each other the lessons they needed to revive and strive.

The tightness in my chest was indescribable. Of all times, why did someone like him show up when my heart had been shattered? I couldn't give him any promises. The last nine years had worn down my ability to love someone. Would I step into another relationship just to be let down again? Promises were only meaningful when there was love. I couldn't give empty promises like Tyler. Fortunately, nothing had happened between Matthias and I yet. All we shared was that kiss on the night that I was drunk.

This proof that broken bonds could heal if you just gave them enough time. "I love you." I said it against her lips. "I've always loved you. Even when I was too scared to admit it. Even when I was destroying us. I've always loved you." "I know." She pulled back enough to meet my eyes. "I felt it through the bond. Every time we're close. Every time you look at the twins. You love us. All of us. And Kai, I want to believe that's enough. That love can fix what rejection broke."

Her lips moved but words failed her. "I know it's shocking but trust me I saw you suffering in one-sided love. I went through that phase as well. It's the worst type of love. Your good heart made me fall for you. I will shower you with love, I promise. Only a broken heart can mend another broken heart."

Cause I'm your lady And you are my man Whenever you reach for me I'll do all that I can...... Tears poured out from her eyes as the emotions came rushing back at the good times she shared with Robert and how lovable they were not until it got to a point where he stopped showing interest in her, a day turned into months of misbehaviour but the power of love made her stayed and now she can't say she had fully healed but she felt broken, broken inside—Who can mend her broken heart?.

A heartbreaker will never be able to mend a broken heart. I haven't finished rupturing yet. Although the clunks and crashes of disintegrating parts of me have stopped, my muscles are still quivering. Occasionally, I'd hear fragments crumbling into even tinier shreds as they fell to the ground. The pillars of my hopes and the foundation of my worth have yet to crumble, and the agony is being prolonged and exacerbated as a result of this gradual, piecemeal collapse. My heart has not yet recovered from the pain of loss. I couldn't sleep at night because I could hear its growl so loudly in the distance. Your name would scream from the rooftops, and none of the songs on our playlist could calm my

“You must be in a lot of pain. I understand now why you’d…retreat. Do you still love her?” I stare at Maya for a long time, my heart aching for her, for me, us. “Yes.” “Then all is not lost. You’ll have to work much harder, take the time to rebuild your bond. It’s not broken, and what’s not broken can be mended.” I just nod. I feel empty, completely spent. I don’t know if I have anything left to give.

"If you try to fix it, even then many scars will be left on it and one can't heal the scars. They always remain there to make one remember the reason behind them. But on an honest note, I don't even wanna mend or fix it now. I don't have any romantic feelings towards you. Nothing can happen between us." Only I know how hard it was for me to tell him all this. I felt like dying to hurt him with my harsh words. I could not even meet his gaze. I know if I did then I wouldn't be able to hold myself from breaking down in his arms. I have to be strong. If not for me then for him. “My Dad said to me, ‘’Nothing is so broken that it can't be fixed.’ I believe I can mend your broken heart with my love

17 Love is there, but they know it's not enough. They need to heal. Truly heal. Right now, being together will only cause them another heartache. Being together will only destroy them again until they can no longer fix themselves. Two broken pieces won't be able to fix each other. They need to fix themselves and when they're finally ready, only then will they be able to truly love. Their eyes met again and so were their lips in a short yet heartfelt kiss. A kiss goodbye.