Sad Quotes Broken Hearts Novels & Stories

When your heart is broken, there are no words to describe the feeling. You could describe the feeling of sadness afterwards, but not the actual heartbreak - because when your heart is broken, shattered even, by someone who was made for you, no words come to mind, no words can get passed your tongue. All you feel is an intense numbness taking over your body, no feelings could be felt, no sound could be heard, no scents could be smelled, no nothing. Just the knowledge that your heart is being broken and it may never heal.

Sarah It felt like drifting through an endless dream, each moment stretching into eternity. After my firstborn's death, grief enveloped me like a suffocating shroud. I retreated, closing my heart and mind to the outside world. Joy became a foreign concept, a distant memory I could no longer grasp. Nothing could penetrate the fog of my sorrow because deep down, I knew I was fundamentally broken—I was not okay. Just like then, my mind feels closed off, wrapped in a thick layer of ice. Driving aimlessly, stopping several times to watch the setting sun.

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

I tried moving on without you. But you saw what came out of it, didn't you? I'm sorry for every tear that dropped. I'm sorry for the heartaches I have caused you. I'm sorry for not being there. I'm sorry for the lonely moments. I'm sorry for not reaching out. I'm sorry for the countless broken promises. I had promised to always be there for you, hadn't I? I'm sorry I wasn't able to fulfill that. I'm honestly sorry for the broken promises.

I felt like everything was slipping away from my hands when in reality it was just a person. I crumbled to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably, “I gave you my heart, Jacob, and you shattered it without a second thought. You were my world, and now it's all gone. How could you do this to me?" The room remained silent, offering no solace, and I continued to cry, my heartache echoing in the empty spaces between my broken sobs— Jacob Adriano was the greatest mistake of my life, the sole reason for my demolition.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

"I'm sorry. I know that what I did was wrong. Can't we go back to how we used to be back then?" I looked at her and lightly shook my head. "We can never go back, Queenie Blackrose," I replied. "From the moment you posted the first photo of you and him on your Instagram account and chose to lie to me, we could never, ever go back to the past again." Misty sighed and said, "Nessie, know that trust, once broken, can never be put back together again."

“NO! NO, please don’t be gone.” I allowed myself to wallow in self-pity, sobbing my grief into the empty room while tears poured down my face. I never felt broken until now. I guess I never fully understood the meaning of the word. The feeling of being utterly shattered, beyond any hope of putting back together. Like someone had taken a hammer to my soul and scattered the pieces so far apart they could never be found again. My baby. My baby was gone. Daddy’s baby. Gone. I don’t know how long I cried out my heart. Long enough that my voice gave out and my eyes dried up, too exhausted to keep functioning.

She was a strong girl who was not easily affected by the opinion and perspective of others, but somehow today Raymond's words stabbed her heart and made her feel like she was all alone, deserted by everybody whom she had ever loved in her life . Raymond saw Akira stopping in front of the cemetery . The burden of regret instantly increased manifold inside his heart . He rushed inside and saw Akira's frail figure slumped on the ground . She was crying like there was no tomorrow in store for her . When Raymond saw the same surname written on the tombstone as hers, he immediately understood the depth of pain that she was undergoing at that moment . He himself knew the pain of losing one parent .

And now, it’s ruining the day I find out I’m going to be one. But that’s not all — it steals smiles, happiness, days and months and years, moments that could have been lived, memories that could have been made. It’s like it takes everything and leaves only sadness in its place, only grief and longing... Something so terrible and hopeless that I swear I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy, not even for Eric, that had hurt, betrayed, and broken me.