Notes On Heartbreak Novels & Stories

She blabbered out. “I...I don’t know what to do mom. This is my first heartbreak.” “You know, the first cut’s always the deepest, Sheryl Crow taught me that.” She began using her old favorite singers as a reference and I’m glad it was coming from the person who accepted me for being who I am. “I got my heart broken the very first time too and trust me son, it’s not that much of a big deal when you look at it at a different point of view. If anything, it’s a teaching lesson for you. Don’t make this heartbreak a hindrance or a destructive path, son. Make it as a teaching lesson for life because experiencing things is the best teacher. Now, I don’t know what happened between Xavier and you and

The thing about heartbreak was you can’t see anyone other than the person that had hurt you. You can’t see how someone else looks at you because you’re blinded by the pain and betrayal from the past. You looked at everyone like they’re out to get you. Life becomes a series of black and white. Right and wrong. Good and bad. It’s bleak, lonely, and sad. Laughter becomes fleeting and happiness seems nonexistent. And though you appreciate the company and support the wound was still there. Someone may fill up the gap but it doesn’t heal the wound from the past.

Up in the glass box, Eve’s monitor flashed a critical warning. **HEART RATE: 202 BPM.** Terry didn't just feel the insult; he felt the universe tilt on its axis. It wasn't the attack on his hockey career. It wasn't the cheap shots to his knee. It was the vile, calculated desecration of Eve—the woman who had bared her soul to him in the quiet sanctuary of the penthouse, the brilliant, fiercely independent mind reduced to a corporate pawn by men who didn't deserve to speak her name.

Brandy's POV: Quietly, I sat down on a rock balancing on the very edge of the pond, wobbling between falling in, and not. Either way, I wouldn't care. If it fell in or not, it didn't matter. All I was concerned about was the horrible metaphysical pain tearing me apart inside. The thing about heartbreak is it doesn't hurt physically, but it's unbearably agonizing emotionally. It took a seriously strong person not to be affected by the excruciating pain in your heart. "Get up from there," an affectionate voice said from above me, "you might fall."

C H A P T E R 2 : A S H E R W O R L D C R U M B L E S You do not know what heartbreak is until you look at yourself in the mirror with tears welling up in your eyes, seeing your reflection as a disappointment because they left you for things they thought were worth it. Trust me there is nothing beautiful about aching from the insides. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

Maya let out a bitter laugh, tears welling up in her eyes—yet not a single drop dared to fall. That familiar pride, that unyielding dignity, wouldn't let her break. "Maya," she muttered to herself, a tight whisper lost in the night, "what are you still hoping for? He never had you in his heart." Just then, her phone buzzed. It was a message from Diana. "Maya, now you finally see it, don't you? Oscar's heart was never with you. If I wanted, he'd toss you aside in a second."

Jordan said, causing everyone to laugh, as Brooklyn went ahead to switch off the lights. Just then, the movie began, and Micheal wrapped his arm on my shoulder as my back rested on his body. Ha. I hope this moment is going to last forever and ever. I never want this peace to end. … Author Tina Nwuba: “And this is it, readers. We have come to the end of, “Don't Break My Heart”. Don't forget to check out my other books. And thanks for all your support”.

He remembered the first note. He'd written it seriously four years ago. After graduation, he would marry Nellie. That had been his biggest wish. But the second note was soaked in regret. It said if he could do it over, he never would've lived with her before marriage. The third was worse. It said he wanted a divorce. It even called Gwen his true love. Those two notes were dated six years in the future. Ridiculous. Joshua almost laughed.

"7 years of commitment, of loving, of caring. Obviously, when you lose someone after 7 years of being together, you're bound to act out in ways." "Heartbreak isn't beautiful, it isn't poetry. It isn't staying up 'till 4 am and listening to sad songs. It's breaking down in the middle of a busy street. It's seeing their face in all the people you pass by. It's feeling okay for weeks at a time and then all of a sudden, you feel the ghost of their lips on your neck and their nails on your back and then you're choking on memories of their presence. It's waking up from dreams of them coming back and screaming in the middle of the night because your chest aches like a rotting tooth." Arcangelo told

"When two people really love each other, and then one of them, could be the boy or the girl. Love someone new, or leaves the first person he was with, for another girl. The first girl would be sad, and hurt. Or if someone dies in a family, and the members cry, and start feeling sad and hurt, you can say they are heartbroken." I explained in as quick as I could, in the weirdest way as possible. And her eyes dilated in amazement at this. "So if you take me back to where you found me, I am definitely going to cry because I would be sad. And then hurt that you left me. So I can call that an heartbreak, yeah?"