Quotes About Getting Hurt By Someone You Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I asked myself in tears. Maybe, wishing to be loved back is too much. It is not possible for the one we love to love us too. Part of love, is to be hurt. Every pain, every bitterness is also a good lesson. but if you do not use what you have learned in every disease, and you remain foolish, it is very useless. The memory of the first time we met again suddenly came to my mind. Why was I forced? I wish I could not be hurt like this. I hope I am happy now.

"Shame, blame, disrespect, betrayal, and the withholding of affection damage the roots from which love grows. Love can only survive these injuries if they are acknowledged, healed and rare." ~Brené Brown "I think we should say our 'thank you' so these people can leave. I am already exhausted," laments Rogue bitterly and I wonder how he got here so fast as well as wonder how long I've been staring into space. I smile and turn to see him wearing a long look on his face and I press my lips together, trying desperately to suppress my laughter. He shoots a glare at me and I know he would have wiped the smile off my face if he could.

Think about my sons. "My father used to tell me something, " I say. "He said the moment you truly love something, the world finally discovers how to hurt you." There's silence between us. It's not uncomfortable. It's just honest. Because we both know what it means to love something and be vulnerable.

“I know. Loving her might mean letting her heal without you. I’ll take good care of her. She’ll be surrounded by her family.” That sentence lodged itself in my chest like a blade. “I’m not walking away. I won’t hurt her,” Hayden said firmly. “But your world already has. It has hurt her more than anyone ever has.” I pressed my hand over my mouth. I wanted to push the door open and walk in. I wanted to scream that I needed Hayden. That he was the only thing keeping me tethered. But my legs wouldn’t move. Because another voice whispered in my head: Everyone who loves you gets hurt. And don’t lie to yourself; you know that whenever you see Hayden, you see Jake. Because somewhere in your love sto

“It makes you human. And strong enough to acknowledge your pain instead of burying it.” Silence wrapped around us again. I reached for a cookie, not because I was hungry but because I needed something, anything, to hold onto. “I love him,” I said suddenly. “I really do. But every time I look at him now, I see Luca’s eyes. And I hate myself for it.” Calista leaned forward. “Loving someone doesn’t mean you won’t ever be hurt by them. Or by their past. It just means you’re willing to work through it, anytime you’re ready.”

"Because I’m in love with you. More than I should be. More than I planned, I never saw it coming, but it happened." His face shifted, surprise softening his expression before it cooled into something more distant. "And so, your way of showing love is getting me fired? That’s how deep your love runs? How does that sound to you? Do you know how much it hurt?" He stood up and picked up his jacket from the couch. "You know what? I’m tired. Tired of being thrown around in the name of love. Real love isn’t supposed to hurt this way, and isn’t toxic either."

she corrected, slapping the table. I stared at her, unable to contain my laughter any longer. “I’m serious, Samira!” She smacked the table again, her frustration evident. She was dead serious. “I had hoped that during this journey, you might fall for one of them, especially Vin. He genuinely cares about you and is always worried you might get hurt,” she said, squeezing my hand. “I want you to give love another shot.” I quickly pulled my hand away from her grasp. “Love was never on the table.”

She laughed out loud at what I said. "You know, Asher, life is fucking short. Don't waste your time thinking about what real love is. Instead, just enjoy the feeling of being in love and being hurt. Because in love, one thing is for sure, when you are with the person you truly love, even if it's hurt, true happiness is still there when you saw the person you love. His yours or owned by someone, if you truly love that person, happiness is there when that person happy and smiling. Even if you are not the reason." "Depth,"

"We can never really see what's coming, and sometimes it blinds us to the truth." "I just can't believe I fell for her lies," I said, my voice shaking with emotion. "I thought she was different, but in the end, she was just like everyone else." Uncle Romnick took a deep breath and sat back, looking up at the stars. "You know, sometimes we have to be hurt in order to grow," he said. "It's painful, but it's necessary. And sometimes, the people who hurt us the most are the ones who teach us the most."

"Furthermore, my brother won't gain anything from you if you were to get married. You can't show love to someone without hurting them." My eyes seemed to be nailed to her after she said that. I wasn't able to utter anything. It felt like I was slapped with the truth after hearing that. It's hard to admit, but she's right. I can't show love without hurting someone else's feelings. Her eyebrows raised at me as if waiting for me to respond to her words. So, I had no choice but to fumble for words that I could say. "I t-thought you wanted him to be happy?"