Paramore Hate To See Your Heartbreak Novels & Stories

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.

I was just a reminder of why my mommy isn’t here anymore. The only person who I thought understood me didn’t care about me as I care about him. I felt something in me break once I realized I was alone in the world where I was made to suffer. I hate that I wasn’t allowed to be happy. I hate how the one person who I thought would understand me… looked at me with such cold eyes. I hate him. I hate this world. I hate this crushing feeling in my heart.

You gave me a heart that was full of mistakes I gave you my heart and you made heartbreak You made my heart break You made my heart ache (I still see the shadows in my room) You made my heart break You made my heart ache (can't take back the love that I gave you) You made my heart break (were made outta plastic, fake) You made my heart ache (I still see the shadows in my room) You made my heart break again (I was tangled up in your drastic ways) (Who knew evil girls have the prettiest face?) I still see your shadows in my room

he croaked out tears falling from his eyes. "I broke two hearts the night of the rejection Anna's and my true mates, Anna becauseI thought I could give me all of her when I couldn't, and my mates because I shattered her. Not only did I break there hearts, I realized that I broke my heart also I destroyed my heart. My mate is strong becasue she stuck with me untill she couldn't anymore, and once she left me I hated her, when I had no right to hate her, when in reality I should have hated myself. "

“Tonight, you let yourself break. Tomorrow, we face your mother’s funeral together. The day after that… we’ll figure it out.” My hands found their way to his chest, feeling his heartbeat strong and steady under my palms. “What if I’m too broken?” “Impossible.” His lips brushed my temple, so gentle it made my heart ache. “You’re the strongest person I know.” The dam broke. All the grief, fear, and exhaustion of the past days crashed over me at once. I crumpled against him, and his arms wrapped around me, holding me together as I fell apart. “I keep seeing it,” I whispered against his chest. “The way James looked at you when he pulled that trigger. His own brother. How can someone hate that mu

my heart lies with you just give me back my tears in vain just unbreak my heart my love and all the things that caused the pain come back and give me back your hug come back and give my love to me I can't live a single day without you you were my destiny you left me broken in thousand pieces and it reflects nothing to see I can't love again in life with all that is left is pain ◇PARV POV◇ What she mean she likes him am I the fool here loving her for all these years I loved her more than anything how can you do this candy he hurted you bloody he slapped but you said you like him

He said with wide eyes. “Marissa is going to kill me!” “What? Why?” “Oh, God. Why am I so stupid?” She squeezed her eyes shut, face palmed herself, opened her eyes again, and groaned in frustration. “Hey…” He did not know what he was supposed to do. "You are not understanding." "Make me understand." He rolled his eyes.

Once she is out of view, I'm suddenly overcome with fury, my eyes stinging as I try to bury my emotions. Her words keeps feasting on me like a parasite, without caring what it's doing to its host. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. As the anguish of heartbreak overwhelms me, I find myself collapsing to my knees.

Looking at the man I had loved for eight years and been married to for five, now he was frighteningly unfamiliar. But it didn't matter anymore. I was already prepared to leave. Fine. I would give in. I didn't have the energy to fight anymore. "I'm sorry." Hearing my quick apology, Rocco paused for a second, a flicker of something softer crossing his face. But Scarlett immediately tugged at his sleeve, her voice weak and pleading, "Rocco, I'm still in so much pain. Could you help me to the room?" His moment of hesitation vanished as he gently helped her up and led her away.

“Why can’t they love me too?” My breath hitched, and another sob tore out of me, louder this time. And then, I screamed. Loud, raw, from the pit of my chest… A raw, painful sound that filled the room and bounced off the walls. Until my voice broke It wasn’t anger anymore—it was heartbreak. Pure, ugly heartbreak.