Quotes About Hurting By Someone You Love の小説・ストーリー

she said softly, "I know how shattered you feel right now, how much you miss him. Love has a way of entwining our souls, even when it hurts. But remember, my dear, love is not always enough to sustain a healthy bond." Her words resonated deep within me. It was true; he had hurt me, betrayed my trust. Yet, despite it all, a part of me still clung to the love we once shared. Nonna continued, her voice filled with empathy, "You are strong, my child, stronger than you know. The pain you carry is a testament to your capacity to love deeply, but it does not define you. You deserve a love that uplifts and supports you, where both hearts are nurtured."

“You better get rid of her before we crush her.” The worst thing about hurting the person you love is that you know everything that would destroy her. Every single weakness. Every single insecurity. This way, it took me nothing to have her hate me in 24 hours. I hoped that I could save the plan I was working on for ages and finally save us. But I was an idiot and just ended up sabotaging everything.

Adaline Point of View She looks at me, and nods "That would be a terrible thing to do." I lean on her shoulder then say "I feel the worst things someone can do to me is, make me love them, trust them, and then hurt me. It is basically anyone hurting the people I love, or hitting me exactly where it hurts." She is silent for a while, so I look at her face then scoff "Let's not talk about sad things anymore. I want to break up with Cyprus."

“My heart was filled with so much hate… especially after witnessing my mother and unborn sister’s death. And because of that, I ended up hurting her too…” He still didn’t move, but I knew he was listening. “Almost a decade has passed, and I’m still trying to fix things between us… because that’s how much she means to me.” I stared down at my hands as they trembled a bit, at the scars and cracks time couldn’t fully heal. “Don’t be like me,” I said quietly, clenching my fist as a sad smile spread across my face. “Don’t push away the people who love you just because you’re hurting. I did, and I almost lost her forever.”

Natahimik ako dahil sa kanyang sinabi ngunit agad ding nakabawi. "Why?" "I hurt you." Tipid na sagot niya. "Loving someone means giving them the privilege to hurt you. Because pain and love are inseparable." He looked at me with amusement is visible in his eyes. "And I'm giving you the privilege to hurt me, Larie." He said.

“Of course.” He watches me carefully. Too carefully. “Everyone wants to hurt you,” I say, my voice trembling, “so they use me.” I wipe at my face, but the tears won’t stop. “They have my family… all because I fell in love with you.” The laugh turns into a sob halfway through. It hurts to breathe. It hurts to think. Why does love hurt like this? Why does loving someone feel like volunteering for destruction? “I didn’t ask for this,” I whisper. “I didn’t ask to be a pawn in your war.”

His eyes were red now, tears threatening to spill over. "But I should have known better. Love isn't supposed to hurt like this. Because when you truly love someone, you don't do to them what you did to me." He was nearly shouting now. "When you love someone, you don't toy with them! You don't make a fool of them! You don't drug them just because you want to prove a point to yourself!" Each word felt like a physical blow.

" I closed my eyes, remembering the quote she once recited to me by Neil Gaiman. I thought about all the times we spent together. All those days we wasted getting to know each other. All the years I spent with my eyes closed. If she said it was raining cats and dogs, I believed her blindly. It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest, it opens up your heart, and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They do something du

Dad hugged me tighter and kissed my head. “I was never your fault son; it was never your fault.” he whispered. “I will always hurt the people I love Dad; I can’t love anyone because I’ll end up hurting them. I don’t deserve to be loved!” “You deserve it, son, enough with your fear. Your mom wants you to heal and love someone else. You can’t avoid hurting anyone, son, because love consists of pain, you have to overcome it and fight for love. Please stop blaming yourself, be free son.”

Why are they such a charmer and why I love both of them when they both hurt me? Yes, somewhere in my heart, I still loved Ritvik but now, it seems like a distinct memory, like he is not important anymore. Is it because I am falling for his brother? I don't know and if this is true, I don't want to know... I look at my husband sleeping besides me. I don't know how long you will be like this... You don't have to care for me or love me, just don't hurt me anymore, please. I think that I am falling for you... It is easy to bear pain and it is easier to bear pain for our loved ones but the most difficult thing is to bear pain from the person or people you love... I already experienced it once. Pl