Sad Love Quotes Of Broken Heart Novels & Stories

I guess that human’s quotation is really true, the quotation ‘when you love there’s pain, without pain…there’s no love’. That pain is soothing within my heart. It was stabbing and breaking my heart into pieces until I felt weak and yet no matter how painful it is to love him…those pieces that scattered apart are still beating for him.

He just held her. His chin rested on the crown of her head. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, over and over like a prayer. “I’m so sorry, Beauty.” She dug her fingers into the back of his coat. “Why does it still hurt so much?” “Because love never disappears,” he said. “Even when it’s shattered.” They stood there—two broken people inside a cathedral of words—neither speaking, neither moving, just breathing the same air again for the first time in what felt like lifetimes.

“Josh loved you both so much. He spent his last moments telling you that. Telling you to be happy.” “How can I be happy? How can I ever be happy again without him?” “I don’t know. But you have to try. For your son. For Josh’s memory.” “I can’t. I can’t do this without him.” “You can. You’re the strongest person I know.” “I’m not strong. I’m broken. I’ve always been broken.” I was sobbing so hard now I could barely speak. “And now I’m shattered. Completely shattered. And I don’t know how to put the pieces back together.”

“It’s okay. It’s okay to be sad. Breakups are hard. Especially first loves.” I cried harder, my body wracked with a series of shuddering, painful sobs. I cried for the boy I had lost, for the future we would never have. I cried for the baby I had lost, for the life that was stolen from me. I cried for the girl I used to be, the girl who was now gone, replaced by this… this broken, hollowed-out shell of a person.

I can hold my head high. Thank you for breaking me; isn't that a line from Sinead O'Connor? I never understood it before. It used to sound like permission, albeit retroactive, to hurt someone. I get it now. Only a lover can wound so deep, cut to the very core. That level of trauma has to be an inside job. You broke me and watched me bleed. You saw me fail to eat, fail to sleep, and you kept on the pressure with your lies and manipulations, increasing the level of cruelty as you went. After all that, what can there be left underneath but the untouchable part of me, my soul, the girl you can never hurt. I can't be more raw than that, more exposed, more pure. So thank you, because as Sinead sai

Now they were ash. When I finally calmed down enough to look at Colton — really look at him — I saw something I wasn’t ready for. Pain. Longing. A desperate ache that made my chest tighten. He wanted to be the one comforting me. He wanted to be the one I ran to. He wanted to be the one I trusted. But I’m not ready for that. I’m not ready for him. I’m too broken for a mate bond. Too damaged for something that pure.

he uttered in an extremely gentle voice, just like he would when we first got together. Sorrow filled my heart. I was feeling sorrowful over the humiliation I endured in the private room that day. I was sorrowful over the times I was disrespected, and over how I wasn't able to win him over even after loving him for nine years. I was sorrowful over the fact that I heard him threaten to send a video of me to my newlywed husband. Yet, I felt far less of a burden than when my sincere feelings were completely neglected. The heavens might not put the person who failed to appreciate someone else's sincerity through physical punishment, but they would make him lose his partner forever.

Audrey, If you've found this letter, it must mean I'm dead... right? I'm sorry I treated you like shit. You don't deserve that. You deserve someone who will love you with all your heart and I'm sorry that I couldn't be the one. I'm sorry I broke our pact but please, please, please don't kill yourself. I have nothing left to live for. I feel like a weight on your shoulders, consistently pulling you down. I can't be that. You deserve so much more. I'm sorry I was so toxic towards you. Trust me, you'll be so much happier without me.

After everything I had sacrificed, after all the pain and struggle, I had lost. Victoria stood up, smoothing her dress with a satisfied smile. “I told you, Sophia. You can’t win. Not against me.” I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. All I could do was watch as Victoria walked out of the boardroom, leaving my world in ruins. Ethan came to my side, his expression filled with anguish. “Sophia, I’m so sorry. I didn’t see this coming. I—” But I couldn’t hear him. All I could think about was the fact that it was over. Everything I had fought for, everything I had endured, had been for nothing.

Because once when I'm alone this is me. The foolish, Stupid Broken Adassah. Who does nothing about her broken heart but to cry in pain again and again.