Quotes About Feeling Hurt In A Relationship Novels & Stories

Brooklyn. Screw it. My body is vibrating with so much anger and hurt. No one mentions this part about love, just the mushy, fluttering part of it. And gah, maybe I won't have entered or edited this part if I know it hurts this much. It's always the one who loves you that hurts you the most. A tear that I don't know was building, rolls down my cheeks and pulls at my chin. “How long will this go on?”

I finish, anticipating her conclusion "Oh no, it doesn’t fade away, it never fades away." "Okay, but what if that feeling gets replaced with hate?" I ask, my voice tinged with uncertainty. "Then that's just a phrase because you can never truly hate someone you love. You can feel hurt and angered, but never hate," she replies, her words dripping with wisdom.

It felt as though the ground beneath me had crumbled, leaving me adrift in a sea of anguish. The memories of our laughter and camaraderie played on a loop in my mind, emphasizing the stark contrast to the present moment. It seemed impossible to reconcile the warmth and trust we once shared with the bitterness that now tainted our connection. I questioned my own worthiness, my ability to be a true partner in this fight.

Maybe he’s forgotten what we were. Sayora finally turned to look at me. Her gaze was sharp, but not unkind. “Would it hurt less if he had?” I hesitated. “I don’t know. Maybe it would hurt differently.” She straightened and brushed her hands clean of dirt. “Love is a wound, Isla. Whether it’s fresh or healed, it still leaves a mark. You can’t keep prodding at it and expect it not to ache.” I looked away, blinking against the sting in my eyes. “You make it sound so simple.”

I wondered if she stopped because she didn’t know what to say, or if it was because what she wanted to say was the hardest part—the part that might hurt me the most. I thought about it, and it made sense. They had been together for twelve years, made plans, and believed they would last. If something had come along to break that bond, it would hurt deeply. It was okay for her to hurt over that. "...but you can’t just pretend like Steph and you didn’t exist. You can’t act like you didn’t love her, like it doesn’t hurt," I said, finishing her sentence, hoping I was saying what she was struggling to express. "You were together for twelve years, Alex. It’s okay to hurt because you loved her, and

She said seriously. "Why? We're not serious." I pretended to laugh at what I said, but feel bitter about it. "I know you, Q. I know what you feel. I wanted to talk to you, at first. I was worried. I am still. I know in relationships like that, the one who falls in love, is the one who lose. " She was staring into my eyes. Reading what I really feel and think. I avoided what her gaze. She's right. The one who fall in love, are the one who lose, the one who fails, the one who get hurts, and the one who's left miserable and broken.

Those days were something truly beautiful, but as time passed, everything turned dark. The happy memories between us seemed to lose their meaning. Lenka lost her smile, while I simply let our relationship crumble. Shatter into nothing. My eyes darkened as I once again felt the embers burning at my fingertips, but I let it be. “All of this is my fault.” I collapsed onto the bed, exhaling a long breath. Do I still have a chance to fix our relationship? And that smile I saw earlier… does she still have it to give to me?

I wish he’d warned me ahead of time, though, so that I wouldn’t have suffered as much. I’m not ashamed to say that her punishment had made me suffer right along with her because the thought of her hurting or being upset seems to be something new I can’t deal with. There should be a handbook that comes along with relationships, or maybe these are things that everyone else knows, and I just haven’t been paying attention. If that’s the case, it’s a wonder anyone ever falls in love. The shit’s more trouble than it’s worth.

Relationships that poses threat to her life and lessen her heart rest . “You don’t deal well with it because you have no experience with it. Plus it sucks,” she told him as she went further . “No one wants to stand in line to let another person hand out pain and misery. But sweetie, your true love only makes you happy, not miserable. Why don’t you want to fight for that? I mean someone you really love so much , someone you can nit get out of your head even when she hurts you so much.” "Let me ask you this. How bad does it hurt now? , you seem to be talking from your experience .”

“Listen, Audrey, you were right. I’m the world’s biggest jerk for hurting you. For breaking my promise. I mean, I should’ve known better.” “It’s not you. Don’t beat yourself for something inevitable. A person doesn’t have to hate the other to hurt him. Besides, the reason people gets hurt is because they care for the other person. It’s part of the bargain, I guess. Otherwise how will you be in pain when you don’t even care enough that you were hurt?” “Damn. I messed up so bad.” “Like I said, it’s all in the past.” Mark shakes his head, laughing. “Only you can sound so casual about a past relationship that didn’t end well.”