Quotes For Broken Hearted Man Novels & Stories

Sighs again. “Oh, it’s been broken before, believe me. It was broken when my Dad abandoned me when I was six, and my Mom’s been breaking it every day and a small piece at a time ever since. It broke when alcohol took away my painting, and when I was raped as I slept in a drunken stupor. I know what it is to have my heart broken… but yesterday was different. I had my heart broken by the first man that I’ve ever chosen to trust and really let in. And to love.” Total silence now.

And what's worse is that I can't get carried away. He's gay, what's wrong with that? I'm smart, sometimes I'm stupid-but at least I'm still smart, right? Every time I'm in front of Troy, I get fooled by the pompousness, so this is the ending, Too bad. Broken hearted. Broken heart! Of all the things that can be destroyed, why does it still have my heart? The people are really great. All of them break my heart, and all of them I shower with my purest love with devotion.

I can’t stay mad in this moment, but I can't even get the fucking memory off my head. “So... You broke a girl’s heart today? Not fair, Mr. Adam Hilton. You're so cruel.” He chuckles, and the sound vibrates his chest. “What can I say? It’s a curse.” His tone is so completely arrogant, and I want to give him a smack. “I mean... I don’t even try. I guess I just break hearts on the go.” I roll my eyes. “Oh, please! On the go? Are you kidding me?”

I let out a hollow laugh, resting my hand over my flat stomach where a little life used to be. I emphasized every word as I continued, "And the baby I lost... You really don't remember? It was our anniversary. You suddenly came home drunk, still reeking of Sue's perfume, and tore my clothes off..." I slapped him again. Zach didn't move. Instead, he stood there as if he'd been drained of all life with bloodshot eyes. He mumbled in disbelief, "How could this be? I took my own kids' lives?"

“I want you to spend the rest of your life in the hellhole. And I promise you, you won't be able to get out this time” “You will never be able to get out of this place”. “Your mother killed my mother. My regret is not telling her myself!”. I said and slammed the prison bar, before I turned and left. “I am not done with you!!! Get back here, Micheal!!! I must kill you!!!”. He yelled at the top of his lungs and kept on slamming the prison bar, as if he wanted to destroy it. But, I never turned back to look at him. Neither did I spare a glance at him. He should go to hell and live the rest of his life with a disfigured face, a broken spine, and a broken leg.

Not like this. But to look at her now, unconscious, fragile, hardly breathing, something in me broke. I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her against me. She was so light. Too light. I swallowed. Damn it, Adeline. I had closed her out to break her. But maybe… just maybe… I'm the one who's broken instead. I tightened my arms around Adeline's limp body, my heart racing in my chest. "Stop teasing me," I muttered, rocking her gently. "Just wake up."

‘I promise you I'll be better’ ‘I promise you I'll try’ ‘But like rubbing wine stains into rugs, it's my curse’ ‘To try and make it right, but by trying make it worse’ ‘I’m the heartbreak that aches far too much to be shunned’ ‘All those letters unsent and that garden ungrown’ ‘I’m the captain of courage that you've eternally lacked’ ‘I’m the Jesus of wishing to Christ he'll come back’

There was a plant and a framed quote behind me: “Ashes to beauty” The interviewer,Whitney,appeared on the screen,poised and polished. With a short intro,we dove into the interview proper. “Misss Sophia,your story has touched millions in weeks. But if you had to go back to the moment you were heartbroken,what would you tell that version of yourself.” I paused,then smiled gently. “I'd tell her that heartbreak won't break her forever. That the loss of something isn't the end. It can be the beginning of the real you.”

He asks suddenly, "What about you, Sir?" "What about me?" I ask cluelessly. He rolls his eyes, "Why are you here, or should I rephrase it to who broke your heart?" "I thought this whole thing was me asking you a few questions and you answering, but okay. My heart has been broken since forever, kid, that's one of the shit life throws at you." "I saw your name on the card Von Quaint? It can't be that bad." "Oh, you have no idea how bad it is. Let's just say the woman that trusted me and loved me with everything she once had doesn't trust me anymore and hates my very existence."