Novel & Cerita Quotes When Hurt By Someone You Love

Her voice quivered with a quiet strength, assuring me that there was purpose in every twist and turn of my path. As the first tears trickled down my cheeks, Nonna reached out to hold my hand firmly. She understood the depth of my pain, the ache of a broken heart. "Yennifer," 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."

“Now that I know how you feel, I can’t do anything with you, I will only be using you. Because.. Because you know how I feel about love.” “You always used me. Every time you had a fight with your family, I was right there, even when it was inconvenient for me. And I didn’t hate it. I didn’t hate that you were using me. Even now, I want you to use me.” I wince. “I can’t.. that would be hurting you. I can’t hurt you intentionally.” “Hurting me? What was hurting me was standing by you all those years and pretending to hate love when I loved you with all of my being.”

It's a sight that burns itself into my memory, searing itself onto my soul. I feel the anger rise within me, a fierce fire that threatens to consume everything in its path. How could you, Mick? How could you throw away our love, our bond, for someone so easily? Couldn't you spare a moment to consider the consequences of your actions? My heart aches as I grapple with the betrayal, unable to comprehend how the person I loved so deeply could hurt me so profoundly.

A/P "We forget our pain when we find out about the dearest and nearest person in hurt , agonizing and heart wreaking pain whom you love by heart." ~A/N

I said. “I don’t fucking trust you Octavia! You are a fucking whore! A liar and a cheater! I took you as my sister. I thought you were my breath of fresh air, but obviously you are not. Get out and stay the fuck away from me!” she yelled, slumping on her bed. Her body vibrates as she sobs while my heart beats fast as I recall her hurtful words: whore, liar, cheater, she doesn’t trust me. I look at her, my heart conflicting in pain, so this is what it feels like for your loved one to say something that hurts to you. Like I did with my mother years ago, so this is how she felt. I said a lot of hurtful words to her, words I can never take back. It feels like something is squeezing my heart hars

“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.”

“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.”

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.