Pain Feeling Broken Quotes Novels & Stories

I don't know how to explain it, but I usually don't sit well with everything. "I understand the feeling. You are probably broken. I'm so sorry. But there's no need to feel that way. I'm here now.”

The tip of my nose. "There is not a single iota of you that is unlovable. You draw people towards you as if you were the sunshine. You cast light wherever you go. If you were truly broken, truly damaged, you wouldn't be trying to live a life baking cupcakes to give joy to others. You would wither away in the dark, spread hate and anguish with every exhale. I know what broken looks like. I grew up with it. Stared it in the face. Killed it."

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I added, acting like I was surprised. “There is a difference between the pain you receive from dying and being in pain due to splitting up,” he reasoned out. “I didn’t know if I was going to get well or I’d be dead in a couple of months, Ayesha.” He tried to grab my hand but I managed to distance myself. “The only thing I could think of at that time was to break up with you so you won’t need to suffer with me.” I shook my head, not wanting to accept his reasons. I still find it hard to believe or rather, why didn’t he believe in me?

deep inside my heart its screaming to let you know my love but I can't loose you I can't live without you why no one ever said about the pain of heart break may be because the only who experience it may know the real pain behind every heartbreak my pain behind my smile everyday but a little hope one day you may consider me as more than friend but all you did is choosing him over me now what I should say to you how I should say to you I'm hitting the wall again and again someone stopped me I seen towards that person its Sarah I pushed her away she is still stopping me I shouted "leave me and go away" she hugged me and said "no I will not go even if you push me again I won't leave you alone" I

Her hand takes mine, and she brings it to her lips, kissing it with a shuddering breath. “He didn’t break you.” I tell her. Her eyes close and she shakes her head. “He did,” she whispers, and shakes her head. “He did, and broken people hurt the people they love.” I suppose her words make sense, and in a sick way, it makes the love deprived little girl in me feel a little better. Pain should never ever make someone think they are loved, but right now, in this dense fucking cloud of pain and agonizing memories…it feels like ice on an old injury. It’s soothing for now. It will flare up later and hurt again. But right now, it’s okay.

It's fragile, it could break and I could never be able to gather its pieces again. The days that followed were a blur of pain and confusion. I built walls so high that no one could penetrate them. I became a shadow, a mere shell of the person I once was. The laughter that used to fill my days was replaced by silence, and the illusion of light that once shone within me flickered and faded. I couldn't escape the echoes of her words, replaying in my mind like a haunting melody. The wounds she left were deep, and the scars were constantly reminding me that I'm indeed broken. I questioned everything, doubted every interaction, and feared opening up to anyone again. Myla's thumb brushes my cheek w

I fell quiet. “Do you know how much pain I’ve been through all these years? Do you know how much it hurts to live a life without that person? Do you know what it does to your heart? It literally shatters it and even till this minute, I can still feel the hurt in here,” She said, patting her chest. I lowered my gaze to the black tar of the road and watched fallen leaves being blown by the evening breeze sweep past my boots. “I have also been hurt. Since I was a kid, I have been broken.”

He was broken. His voice came out low, dry, cracked like someone that was dying. “This is my punishment.” “For breaking her heart.”

That’s when I broke into uncontrollable sobs, despite trying to hold them back. “You know, Ivory… We feel pain because we’re living in this world,” she said softly. “I know. But I think the most painful thing that happened to me is…” “Is getting hurt by someone that you’ve told and explained your pain to… Getting hurt by someone who knows your past, knows how broken you are… And yet they do the exact thing they said they would never do,” I said, crying out loud. I felt my world shake and realized how fragile I am to just hold on to someone.