Novel & Cerita Tears Of Broken Hearts

The hurt is always there, just beneath the surface, waiting to swallow me whole A sob escapes my throat, the sound startling me in the quiet of the room. I don’t recognize it this broken, desperate noise that I didn’t even know I was capable of making. I press my hand to my mouth, trying to stop the flood of tears, but it’s too late. The dam has broken, and the tears pour out uncontrollably, like a river that’s been held back for far too long.

"There’s nothing I could say or do to make myself love you." But even as the words left her lips, tears begin to swell in her eyes, betraying the strength she is desperately trying to project. The tears fell silently, each drop a quiet testament to the battle raging within her. Her heart, torn between the love she could not give and the pain of seeing him so broken, ached in ways she couldn’t explain.

" I shut my eyes but I knew fully well, there was no sleep coming for me that night. And maybe all the nights of my life with the way heart was heavy like it could never recover. No later than a few seconds, I broke down in silent tears. My tears never stopped running, it was a talent– I would call it so. By morning, my pillows was soaked and stained with the pangs of my heart.

"I wish I were a little girl again, because skinned knees are easier to fix than broken heart." -Julia Roberts Faith POV I woke up feeling like shit. My body was sore. My face felt dry and my eyes was all crusty. I rubbed my eyes to adjust my vision.

I used to have a playful, sweet son, Shawn Sorensen. But now, his skin looked pale and puffy from being underwater for too long. The blood on the severed half of his hand had dried up a long time ago, but it would never heal. People kept telling me to cry and get my pain out, but I didn't. I quietly handled everything for Shawn before placing him in the cold coffin. That was when I got a call from Zach Sorensen.

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.

Moore paused and a tear rolled down his cheek “You broke me, completely.”

The weight of our shattered dreams and broken promises bore down upon me, threatening to crush me beneath its relentless force. Then, a sound, faint yet distinct, reached my ears. Footsteps. I turned, my eyes meeting a pair of soulful, compassionate eyes that seemed to hold the universe within them. In that fleeting moment, time stood still, and all the pain and sorrow melted away. Those eyes offered solace, a glimmer of hope amidst the ruins of my broken love. I felt a hand reaching out to me, warm and comforting. It was an invitation to let go of the past and embrace the unknown future that lay ahead. The tears continued to flow, but this time, they were tears of release, of surrendering t

London and Jackie: "I see through the facade!" "Wounded and afraid, he's become no more than a killer" "Run! They warned me!" London and Jackie: "Run! Run for your life!" "Give me a fucking break, can't you tell he needs emotional attention!" "Fuck society!" London and Jackie: "Society fucking sucks!" "Don't tell me what he's done, I will stay by his side 'till the sun dies!" The musical interlude with the guitar has my feet moving and my head bobbing. Soon I zoned out and was only me the music.

One more and I'll be done. I looked at the third one. And my breath caught in my throat. It was of Damien kissing my cheek. His eyes closed in content with his jawline on show. Wherein I looked shocked. A smile appeared on my face not long before I realized the reality. The photo was so beautiful I couldn't get myself to tear it apart. I look down at my hands and notice two tears on them. I didn't even realize I was crying until now. I was feeling my chest hurt again. And so much that I couldn't control it. I wanted myself to turn into ice again. I wanted to feel numb again. I wanted to not feel anything again. But I couldn't. I was still there where I was last month. The only way I was gett