Quotes About Hurting By Someone You Love Novels & Stories

my bitter quote. It was as if I was taken aback by the last thing I said. I am so dead! It was only a week, but why does the pain seem so painful. Or I am just expecting more from him. I wiped away the tears, before taking a taxi. I didn't look at him, because until now I felt like I was getting burned. I went home in tears, my night was very secluded. It used to be like that but from what I witnessed before, I lost even more strength to associate with others. Love wasn't this sharp you can't say it's just a touch and it's deep.

Afterall, it is said that the people we love the most are the people who end up hurting us the most. Their trauma to us stabs deeper because we love them. They are able to hurt us so deeply because we love them so deeply. Passionately. And thinking that they love us too. My father loved me. Tasha loved me too, but I ended up hurting them. I loved my mum to the point of doing anything she asked of me, but she ended up hurting me, silently wiping me out of her life as if I were a stain on her impeccable reputation. No one can hurt you if you don't love them. You just wouldn't give a fuck about them because you don't care about them.

love gave me a scar! A deep wound that wouldn't heal – I'm still reeling from that hurt! The betrayal that stings more than abandonment—it burns me from within. And the cruellest part? I've learnt the art to master every pain causing me to wither slowly, yet I keep shining to the world. That's how damaging love is! It kills slowly and painfully, with the world having no idea that you are dying, and when you finally break down, people have been wondering how this happened.

"There's no way to go back and change it, but you can do better going forward. Once you make up your mind to do that shit, you stick to it no matter what. If you don't think you can make it, walk away now. Don't tell yourself you love her and yet be willing to hurt her; love doesn't hurt like that. It can hurt like a son of a bitch, but not like that." "It's only supposed to hurt when the one you love is in pain or in some kind of danger, shit like that. But this hurting the one you love shit is for assholes. You're not an asshole, are you? And before you answer that, my kid probably has this shit bugged down to the rims, so be very careful what you say. If you get on her bad side, I'm movin

* The question loops in my mind, over and over, like a song I can’t turn off. Adrian loves me. He said he loves me. Correction, he said he never stopped loving me, which is somehow worse because it means all those years, all that pain, he loved me while he destroyed me. What kind of love is that? What kind of person loves someone and lets them suffer the way he let me suffer? But then I hear his voice again, broken and raw: *Hurt people hurt people. Broken people break people.* Is that an excuse? Or is it just the truth?

If it was someone else then he would have used his gun already. Love makes people weak because it means you have to be willing to open your heart up, which can leave us vulnerable. You are placing yourself in a position where someone else has the ability to hurt you and make you feel bad about yourself by their words or actions. If they do something that hurts us too much we will take time out of our schedules to avoid them. We do this because we don't want love to make us weak and vulnerable or get hurt anymore than we already have been.When you choose to love someone, you give them the right to hurt you. This one person has the power to make you or break you. When you love someone, no matt

The memory of that moment haunted me, a stark reminder of the lengths we go to shield ourselves from ridicule. "When you protect yourself from pain, be sure you don't protect yourself from love. That's how we are; we choose pride over our own preferences, so the ending is you are the one that gets hurt in the end," his words echoed in my mind, stirring a whirlwind of emotions within me. The fragility of our bond laid bare before us, a testament to the vulnerabilities we dared not confront.

Maybe that's how selfish, deaf, and blind you become when you give too much love to someone. "Too much love can kill." Maybe if you love someone, don't give too much. It should be just right, and make sure there's still love left for yourself. Because it's hard to recover from the depths of despair, so until your feelings aren't that deep, try to avoid them. It's also traumatizing. I now have a problem trusting people again; I'm afraid I'll get hurt again. I just want to protect my heart this time. I'm afraid that I'll get hurt again.

"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.

A chill ran down her spine. It was because his eyes were so cold. It was as if she was only a stranger to him. There was no love or tenderness. Not even resentment or hatred... It was an emotionless gaze! "Jin, I... I know what I did today has hurt you, and I'm sorry..." She opened her mouth and apologized with a hoarse voice. He still smiled faintly and said, "You know what? My father once told me that it's best not to fall in love with anyone because when you're betrayed by the one you love, it feels like a knife stabbing into your body. Even your bones feel like they’re being crushed."