Tears Of Broken Hearts Novels & Stories

Avery washed her body real hard as she cried. She couldn't hold herself anymore. She has tried to act strong, but it isn't all that easy, and she's tired. She lets the tears fall down willingly as she washes her body hard. She should listen to him, but what does he have to say? She dropped the faucet and sat on the ground with tears pouring down her eyes. He betrayed her, he betrayed everything, their Love. Her heart is broken. It hurts her so much and she wants the pain to go away whichever way.

"I was wrong, Gail. I see my heart clearly now. Please, give me one more chance." My voice rose, sharp and unyielding. "In our last life, when you locked me in that suffocating dark room, did you consider giving me a chance? You scarred my face with a branch, leaving me to endure the mockery of my peers. You destroyed my beloved doll, sealing it in plaster. I excused it all, believing your illness justified your cruelty. How many chances did I grant you?" I paused and added, "Your so-called emotional detachment? When it came to wounding someone who loved you, your heart was as cold and precise as a blade. I should have seen through your deception from the start."

"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."

He tilted his face up, revealing a scar that ran from his forehead to his brow. "Remember this scar? You got it the third time we divorced. You smashed a vase… but I never blamed you…" "That's because you deserved it," I finally said. "That day, I opened the door and saw Larissa wearing my wedding dress in our bedroom." I broke free from his grasp and, before leaving, glanced back at him one last time. "Love isn't an apology after you hurt someone. I'm not a toy you use and put away. You never understood what love is. Experiencing real love has shown me that what we had wasn’t it."

“I want to love you in the way I’m supposed to. But I feel so…broken.” Tears fell again. I didn’t bother wiping them.

Through the rearview mirror, her figure grew smaller and smaller. At first, she hurried away in quick little steps. Then she broke into a run, her high heels striking the pavement faster and faster. Only then did my composure finally shatter. Covering my face, I let the tears spill through my fingers. The direction Delilah was running was the exact opposite of the road that led home. The path that was supposed to lead us to happiness had ultimately fallen apart because of betrayal.

she screams at me, moving so fast I could barely catch the outline of her body disappearing further into the darkness. " Sarah my love, please come back," I plead with her. To scared to chase after her afraid that if I followed her I would only push her further into the darkness and would lose her completely to the shadows. Bending over on my knees I brought my head down to the black surface, cringing at the pain inside of my chest as my heart shattered into pieces. A lone tear escaped my right eye gliding down my cheek. It has been hundreds of years sense I've let myself feel any kind of pain let alone shed a tear for another soul. I wish so much that I could go back to that day and change

"What the hell? ``Max exclaimed, covering his mouth in shock... Tbc.... A poem composed by me.. Emotions (Tears) Tears is a one time feeling; Pain in the heart, fortified the body; Uncontrollable it comes; Feel lonely, battling the emotion; Can't control emotions with a broken heart. Wrapping out the feeling ; Letting out the pain; Thought it's a dream; Smiling behind those hurtful memories m Can't control emotions with a broken heart. Sitting alone in the dark and quiet room; Singing your heart out with a emotional music; Crying, regretting, feeling cursed; Thinking alone in the dark room; Can't control emotions with a broken heart. Tbc... Did he find out, or it's another thing…

It's a threshold, a point of no return. As the taxi carries me away from the familiar, the tears I've restrained finally break free. I sob uncontrollably, the weight of the pain and loss I'm enduring crashing over me like a relentless wave. Each tear that escapes my eyes bears witness to a love that once burned brightly but now lies in smoldering ruins.

Pain… I know pain. I know how it feels, how it can twist and break you until you’re nothing but fragments of who you used to be. I’m shattered, and I can’t be fixed. Happiness is fleeting—whenever I think I’ve found it, it slips through my fingers, leaving me even more broken than before. Have you ever been in a place where you can’t cry anymore, even when you desperately needed to? When the tears just won’t come, no matter how much you want to let it all out?