Quotes For Broken Hearted Man Novels & Stories

Even though it sounded like a simple request, every word he spoke tried to tear down the walls of hatred and distrust that I had long cemented in my broken heart. "We? You've gone crazy! I beg you, go! I'm tired, I'm broken. Please let me go, let me jump from here, I beg you," my voice was soft. "We? You've gone crazy! I beg you, go! I'm tired, I'm broken. Please let me go, let me jump from here, I beg you," my voice was soft. The man looked at me sincerely, "I know your life feels difficult right now, but I'm sure we can get through this together. Let me help you."

What he meant when he said, "I can't love him." I jumped off the bed fast, and as I reached for my clothes on the floor, I felt his hands around my waist and the pressure of his d'ck against my butt cheek. My back was resting against his front as he simply pulled me back up as I was still bending over to gather up my clothes. You can't love a broken guy, he said as he softly nipped my left ear. At the end of it all, you'll be emotionally spent, he said. I think I started to cool off a little after he said that. "Well, I don't care if you're a broken man; I'm also a broken woman, and I want to be broken with you," I murmured while crying deeply-set wells of tears in my eyes.

I had been hurt too many times before. “Fuck it. I don’t want anything from you,you’ve done enough” I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended. But I couldn't help it: I was no damsel who needed some guy to come running and fix everything. Not a strange idiot who had literally run me over with his car. "You're just a guy who accidentally ran me over: you don't get to be the hero here. I'm not your damsel in distress, Nathan." His lips twist into a smile - a grin that doesn't reach his eyes. "You're something worse than a damsel in distress."

He was broken. His voice came out low, dry, cracked like someone that was dying. “This is my punishment.” “For breaking her heart.”

I stand up and walk slowly to him, I hold his hand again, resting my forehead on his back feeling his breathing, “pain doesn't define us Justin, it makes us stronger” He turns to me, his eyes dim, glossy with tears, “who broke us?” he says softly, touching my face softly. His touch was raw, deep, painful, he didn't move, he just stared at me with a sad face…I could feel it. “I have been broken a long time ago, I always say my heart doesn't even beat anymore that's how damaged I am” I chuckle wryly, “there's no point in having a heart right? Cara thinks I'm heartless, my mother thinks I lack compassion and you…you think I'm just…stock up”

My shadow securities stood alert in case he tried to hurt me. “I said before that this heart breaker was gonna do the same as always”. “Lucas was so foolish to have fallen inside her trap”. “Even when he knew the history of how she broke other men's hearts, he chose to still test the water and now look at the result”. Guests spoke one after another, cameras continued to flash nonstop. “I won't let you get away with this, I will make sure to strike when you have finally found the man you truly love. I will show you how painful it is to be heartbroken. He spat every word with all the hatred in him.

I delicately touched his cheek, my heart at peace in his presence. He smiled and I felt him begin to move with me, swaying me to an imaginary beat as we began to slow dance in each other’s arms, “I am already at peace. I have you.” The words were flattering and they were like music to my ears, “do you…love or care for me, Octavious?” “I do.” “Then why do hurt me? Why do you…want me to be broken?” He let out a breath, his eyes looking over my features, “that’s the thing about broken people like me, we want everyone to be as broken as we are. That way, I can be the only person that you ever will and can love.”

--- I remembered when I sing that song, I was totally broken. I felt so...numb, empty, shallow. And I wish my heart would be unbroken by now. Cause I am still BROKEN inside. Not in a romantic relationship, but I'm broken. Broken because of what people are doing with me. I said in that song, that they would never let me down cause I'm titanium. And I did that. Everyone who tried to messed up with me didn't succeed.

Rejected. Denied. Jilted. Ditched. Familiar words in the vocabulary all held the same definition, but unfamiliar for the likes of a man such as myself who had everything: power, good looks and money. I've seen people get their hearts broken, boy or girl, by my own doing or not. And yet, my conscience couldn't make me feel guilty since I find it amusing how they cry and do reckless things all in the name of love.

The man didn't say anything else as he continued drinking. "What's up with you? You should take it easy. Things aren't all that bad. " I tried cheering him up even though I've got my own problems. "I don't need advice from women. Besides all you ever do is hurt those who loves you." I get it. He's suffering from a Heartbreak. Does he know that I'm also going through that too? "I'm also suffering from heartbreak. The man I love left me for another woman and it's so annoying." I told him.