Poems Heartache Novels & Stories

“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

I couldn't find a single word to say. Hearing my quiet sobs, Diego's tone softened. "Hey, why are you crying? The principal position is gone, but there's still a place for you here. Just come back." Listening to his reassurance, my tears flowed even harder. Five years ago, I played Chopin's "The Farewell Waltz" in this piano shop. I never imagined that the sadness in the music would someday mirror my heartbreak, as if everything had been destined. Just then, my phone buzzed with a text from my lawyer. "Ms. Tucker, your divorce documents are ready and have been sent to your email. Please check them at your convenience."

There are more important things that need more attention. All these years I depended on Kevyn, I hoped too much that he wouldn't do to me the things that happen to others. Sometimes I feel sorry for people who have been cheated even if I didn't know how painful it is, but now that I am in a situation similar to what they went through, I can say that it is very painful. It's like the pain is slowly killing me, it's like I'm losing my mind. When I got home, I almost didn't feel like it, my thoughts were floating so much that I almost don't know how I got home properly and got to my room. I just sat on my bed. I feel so numb.

He really was speaking from the bottom of his heart… Why? Why did he have to wait until that moment? It was too late for that! My heart was already broken. Even if we managed to fix it, there would still be a hideous scar on it. My tears rolled down like rain, and the pain I had was mixed with hatred. I pushed him away like a lunatic, telling him to get lost. However, his body weakly fell to the ground, and I was stunned by what had happened so suddenly. I reached out my foot to kick him a little. "Stop playing dead. Yoel? Yoel!"

I still believe That we were meant to happen Even if it weren’t meant to be I think love still can be beautiful Even if you have sift through The pain of a bitter ending To get to sweeter memories I’m glad your path crossed with mine And that once upon a time, We looked at one another Like our eyes held the answer To everything Its going to take me Some time to heal, but I know that what we had was real We changed each other’s hearts And you left an imprint on my soul Despite all that lies between us now I hope that you know That a part of me Will always be Holding you Poems were a way that I expressed my soul and vulnerability. * * *

With each step he took, he tried desperately to ignore the aching pain in his chest. Sarah stood for a long-time in the rain, staring blindly into the space, her body and soul tortured and racked with pain, together with a numbed heart. It felt as if she had acid rain in her mind and it was killing the flowers of her heart. The heavy raindrops slowly weighted on her eyelashes, softly closing her eyes, her throat burning with unshed tears and her heart...she just couldn't feel it. It was as if it burned and burned then it suddenly turned to ice. She closed her eyes tight, trying to think of something, else her misery. But, you can close your eyes to things you don't want to see, but you can't

I'm left deciphering his enigmatic art. Tears like stardust paint my cheek, In the silence of the night, I softly speak, Questions that linger, a mystery unknown, In the vast cosmic tapestry, I'm thrown. Loneliness, my constant companion true, An orphan's heart, a starlit view, Now a wife left in bewilderment reign, In the solitude, my heartache stains. Emotions pour into the open sky, A symphony of heartache, a whispered sigh, Love's complexities, bittersweet,

But. I was still hoping I guess, that we would be able to work it out. I couldn't hate him, even when I had every reason to. After all, he was the only man I had ever loved. And he was the only man I was going to love. Because the heart is a bitch, you can't make it understand by reasoning with it. It forgets all the hurt someone caused you, all the pain, all the misery. It only remembers those moments when someone made you breathless. Over and over, it just runs toward one person. And unfortunately for me, that one person was Landon.

The city looked the same with cars honking, people rushing, life moving forward but inside me it felt like the entire world had tilted off balance and refused to set itself right again. If I had to put a word to the silent shattering of my heart, the aching tug that pulled at my chest with every step, it would be heartbreak. Unfortunately, it’s not the kind people write poems about or heal from with tubs of ice cream. No, this feels like heartbreak laced with poison, like I willingly swallowed something fatal because I knew it was going to hurt, because deep down I knew I was the cause of my own ruin. The words Grant spat at me last night won’t stop replaying in my head. They circle endlessl

“The land of ‘what if’ is a dangerous place, Tate? All you find there is longing and heartache. You stay too long and you will miss out on the right now.” “You are right.” I say, her words hyping me up, reminding me why I am here. I am here to be rid of this pain. This dark cloud that looms over me, waiting for the right time to descend and take away any light. My wolf whines in my head, trying to rally with me. We have been through so much heartache. And I think if anyone knew what River knows about me and why it hurts so much…maybe they would understand it’s more than just a crush or love or a rejection.