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Not like this. But to look at her now, unconscious, fragile, hardly breathing, something in me broke. I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her against me. She was so light. Too light. I swallowed. Damn it, Adeline. I had closed her out to break her. But maybe… just maybe… I'm the one who's broken instead. I tightened my arms around Adeline's limp body, my heart racing in my chest. "Stop teasing me," I muttered, rocking her gently. "Just wake up."

Heartbreak. Heartbroken. The words felt childish to Jules. Something he would hear and immediately think of an actor or actress looking into the inside of an ice cream cup. Heartbreak. Heartbroken. But when he looked up the word this was what he found: Heartbroken —( a person) suffering from overwhelming distress. And he thought, fuck, that's me right there; I'm suffering, it's overwhelming. And distress, distress, distress.

--- I remembered when I sing that song, I was totally broken. I felt so...numb, empty, shallow. And I wish my heart would be unbroken by now. Cause I am still BROKEN inside. Not in a romantic relationship, but I'm broken. Broken because of what people are doing with me. I said in that song, that they would never let me down cause I'm titanium. And I did that. Everyone who tried to messed up with me didn't succeed.

Because once when I'm alone this is me. The foolish, Stupid Broken Adassah. Who does nothing about her broken heart but to cry in pain again and again.

🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀 My heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, each one piercing my soul like a shard of glass. The pain was overwhelming, a crushing weight that threatened to consume me. I felt empty, and hollow, like a part of me had been ripped away. Every breath I took felt like a struggle, every beat of my heart a reminder that the person I love would never love me back. My heart was broken, extremely broken, and I didn't know how to put it back together again. All I could do was hold on to the fragments, and hope that someday, somehow, I would find a way to heal.

"I wish I were a little girl again, because skinned knees are easier to fix than broken heart." -Julia Roberts Faith POV I woke up feeling like shit. My body was sore. My face felt dry and my eyes was all crusty. I rubbed my eyes to adjust my vision.

"Thank you..." When heart is broken it fallen into pieces. You feel so cold, so hopeless, and so down. You felt like you lost your happiness. It's like a fire that will burn you into ashes. The only thing you can see is darkness and emptiness. But when the pieces put back together, it forms a strong bond. It lightens up the whole world around you, and each other will feel a different kind of joy. A different kind of fire that will warm your cold and empty heart. And one kissed of love, the heart becomes whole. "You fix me my love." I whispered. He smiled and kissed me again. The End.

The feeling of a broken heart is like a glass slowly shattering into tiny pieces. That feeling of getting stabbed in the heart like a million times. But, Darson is trying to keep it together. He doesn't want his family to know about what happened. He wants them to think that everything is fine, even though his hurting inside.

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.

Tired of acting strong, it was as if she was waiting for those calming words and, she started crying, her tears telling the tale of her broken heart's condition. Vansh and Avni immediately hugged her, with Avni stroking her hand on her shoulder and Vansh stroking her head, consoling her. They had made her weep on intention, for that was the only way to reach inside her sorrowful heart. "I...I....loved him with my soul dee, then why did he break my heart? I...I gave him my h.... heart aaannddd.. he broke it harshly, i... I remain loya...l for him f..or how much years dee, a..nd what I got in return, noth...ing, just a broken heart. I ...I am just a broken person, unable to love anyone." Shana