Sad Quotes Broken Hearts Novels & Stories

, I said, wishing that he would stop, “ look, I love you, so much, but I can't. I just can't” “ What do you mean you can't?” He asked, obviously confused, and I just felt sorry for him. I felt pity for him. He didn't understand, and he never will. The fact that my heart had been broken beyond repair, the fact that my mind and body would never allow me to become so vulnerable before anyone again, the fact that Hakim killed me, not with a sword or a gun, but with his eyes, and the fact that even though his hazel eyes looked nothing like those of Hakim, it still reminded me of him, of that day when he finally broke the spine of my heart, along with my ribs. He didn't understand, he never will u

{song recommendation: Landfill by daughter} "Baby I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. You know your the only girl I want." Johnson said frantically. "Obviously not Jack. You slept with Ella of all people. Ella! One of my best friends. How could you?" She asked as more tears escaped her eyes. Johnson looked down in disappointment. Probably disappointed in himself. "I'm sorry." He said barely audible to hear over the loud music. "I fucking hate you!" She said as she ran out of the house in tears with me following her.

His head snapped to the direction the sound was coming from where there was a bed with muslin curtains hanging from the top. “No…, Dad, I'm sorry…” Leonard felt his heart was being ripped into pieces at the sound of her desperate cry. Her sniffles, soft plea, everything was like a merciless jab to his heart. He rubbed his chest to soothe the pain. He hurriedly walked towards the bed, his hands lifting the muslin curtains as his heart broke at her sorry state.

From now on, we would respect each other’s space as we lived as strangers. The day after our divorce, Sarah and I went to purchase a small burial plot for our children. We spent the entire day there, sharing our grief and memories, and finally embracing in tears. “I’m so sorry we couldn’t show you this vibrant world, baby…” I whispered. “Maybe someday, okay?” A gentle breeze brushed past us, as if responding to our sorrow—a tender whisper from our deceased children.

As if they'd never curled their sweat dampened bodies around each other, lost in their little bubble where the outside world couldn't pierce through. He did what had to be done, even though he hated himself. He'd earned a degree in the field of breaking hearts. He could blame his family for their breakup all he wants but it didn't change the fact he hurt her badly. After what he did to Gabrielle courtesy of his parent he never intended to see her. But there she was, standing two feet apart from him. He remembered the promises he made to her, he swore to protect her when the world wasn't in her Favour and he failed to do that. He didn't deserve to see her again, not now not ever.

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.

"It's not my fault you are miserable… Okay, it kinda is but it's not my fault you chose to kiss him over running around naked—" "On a football field! Neo!" I shouted. "And this is no longer about the kiss, it's about my heart—" "And so?" Sighing, I massaged my forehead, lifting myself to sit. "Look, there's nothing wrong in getting your heart broken, it's nothing. If you think that you can survive in this world without heartbreak, then you are not human. It's normal for people who have a heart. Just look at me, I've gotten my heart broken twice, and I've broken about thirty-five girls' hearts all my life—"

But then Lucas took a deep breath and smiled again, saying, "My heart is completely broken, and it can't heal right away, even though I tried to forget. But being with you has helped me heal my heart faster." Lucas let out another long sigh, and the smile still adorned his face turned into a sad look as he said, "But it's a shame because I can't be a medicine for you like you were for me." "That's because I'm not as smart as you," Vivi said. "You can stop loving the woman who hurt you and try hard to heal your heartbreak. But I... I'm still in the same place, still holding my broken heart, not knowing how to let go of my feelings for Darren. I'm so stupid, aren't I?"

I have no doubt accepted it, I can't move where I am now because I can't I can explain how sorry I feel. I was surprised when Zack suddenly knelt down in front of me and it caused a noise inside the cafeteria, a lot of cheering and applause including our friends. "Angel Zalorna, I know I'm not the perfect man for you but I can sacrifice my whole life for you. I will and will make a way for you to be happy every day and I will not allow you to be sad even for a few minutes. I will always make you happy. I thought at first I wouldn't like you, but I thought wrong because I feel more than I like now. I don't like you anymore because I love you so much. I know words are not enough for me to prov

Izzy Pov... In the caverns of her chest, a once vibrant heart now lay shattered, its fragmented pieces scattered across the desolate landscape of her soul. Each jagged edge of pain bore witness to the relentless onslaught of disappointment and loss, carving a deep chasm within that seemed to swallow any semblance of joy. Her constant cries aren't enough to heal her callous shattered heart. The weight of unspoken grief anchored her spirit, its heaviness an ever-present reminder of the ache that seemed to seep into every fiber of her being.