Paramore Hate To See Your Heartbreak Novels & Stories

And it had all led me here, to this moment, with my heart in a million pieces at my feet, finally understanding that the boy I’d been crushing on had never, not for a single second, been mine to lose. _________________________________________ The numbness was a heavy blanket, smothering everything. I lay on my bed in the dark, staring at the ceiling, replaying the scene in the garden on a loop. The way he’d looked at her. The easy intimacy. I didn’t cry. The hurt was too deep for tears; it was just a vast, hollow ache. So this is a heartbreak, I thought, the words echoing in the empty quiet of my room. Will there ever be someone who looks at me like I’m their whole world? Or am I just destin

Silence. My voice sounds small. But the words are huge. Too huge. They fill the whole room. He doesn’t move. Don't blink. “...What?” “You heard me.” “Nico” “No, listen,” I cut in. “I’m tired of pretending. I’m tired of acting like it’s normal to see someone else touch you like that. It makes me sick. It makes me angry. It makes me” My voice breaks. I hate that. I hate crying.

she said and her father nodded, clearly waiting anxiously to listen to what their daughter has been going through. "Dad, Mom, I have a guy that I love, and he is..." Rose was still saying this when her father suddenly cut her off, saying "...an asshole right?" "What is his name? Who are his parents? He broke your heart, right? I'm going to kill him today" he said with an angry face, yelling at the top of his voice. "Eh?" Rose was dumbfounded while looking at her father who was yelling at the top of his voice like someone who got all his money stolen.

"You're a coward! Stop playing with my emotions! If this is your way of tormenting me because you hate me, it's working. Congratulations, you've won!" Rhys remains silent, standing in the darkness without even turning to look at me. The silence is more painful than any words could be. I stumble backward, clutching my chest as the voices in my head begin to assault me. Finn's voice and my own echo through my mind, screaming at me. "FAILURE!" "YOU'LL END UP ALL ALONE, BOY!" "NO ONE WANTS YOU, YOU'RE JUST A PRETTY FACE! IT WILL ALL END WHEN YOU DIE..."

Composed. A burn started in my chest. One that ached and consumed. It was full of bitterness and anger. I suddenly knew why I hated it. My decision--my choice--had caused this. Such a familiar feeling. Weakness. I was once again a weakness. The burn in my chest calmed. But—oh, did it simmer. I wasn’t the same girl who jumped. But maybe I was still the one who broke him. And I didn’t know how to fix either of us.

“It’s in our nature to love, honey. We all have hearts, some bruised, some scarred, but they keep beating anyway. And you, my darling, have so much love inside you it spills over. You deserve someone who will cherish every piece of you, protect you fiercely, and not drag you into chaos. Someone from a stable home, someone who sees your worth from the first moment and fights for you every single day without hesitation." Amber placed a hand over her heart, fingers trembling slightly. “My heart has already been shattered, Mom,” she whimpered, voice barely above a whisper. “I… I don’t think I will ever let anyone close enough to do it again. It hurts too much. Love doesn’t matter to me anymore.

I let it pour, wetting my shirt as I cried everything out. I Katherine Thawne, has never been hurt this way before. It felt new...and it raw. Indeed, Heartbreak is the father of all prickled needles. TBC

♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ ♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩ I'll pick up the pieces, though my heart is in pain, Embracing the darkness, as I dance in the rain. I'll find strength in my tears, and let them set me free, For one broken girl, will rise from this tragedy. ♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩ 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵 Oh, the tears keep falling, like rain from the sky,

I'm just the easiest target. This heartbreak feels cold. It feels like concrete drying in my chest. This heartbreak was unexpected, as they always are - top of the world one minute and cut down the next. Why is that? Is there part of you that dislikes to see me happy when you are miserable? You do know it is you I am trying to help, right? It is you I work so hard for? Perhaps this is your way of returning to the feelings you are most comfortable with, your chance to dwell in pain and pessimism once more. Yet I can't live there, can't dwell there. So come with me to happiness without throwing another spanner in the works. There are only so many times you can break this heart - one day it'll

RPOV Songs: Tired as Fuck by The Staves, I'm in Here by Sia, Cocoon by Marty O'Reilly & The Old Soul Orchestra, Movement by Hozier I sat up, finally relenting on feeling sorry for myself. It had been a long time since I'd cried like that, but the thought of the Dragomirs being ashamed of me was the tipping point to my resolve.