Trying To Sleep With A Broken Heart Novels & Stories

How pathetic. It was nicer when things were just bad… not now that they are worse. Now the worst thing is that if I’m wrong, people get hurt. And even if I’m right, people will still get hurt. I try to cosy up and sleep. ~~~ At 5:12 AM my alarm clock buzzes. I quickly kill it before it can wake the neighbors or better still my mom. I dress in all black. It includes my hoodie, my jeans and my sneakers. I check the burner phone twice, to make sure the files are encrypted and I still check again before leaving. Right now… Paranoia isn’t a feeling anymore, It’s sadly now a habit.

Every minute felt like ages to her . Restless within she again started fiddling with her entertainment unit . She flipped through all the movies but didn't like any . She moved to the TV show section . She didn't even feel like watching her favorite sitcom Friends now . Her mood was sour enough . She tossed and turned in her seat from time to time . She tried hard to fall asleep but all her attempts were unsuccessful .

In the past as a young adult, I’ve battled with the lack of sleep…a medical condition was what our physician termed it. I took potions upon potions until it got better, but right now I knew what was happening to me wasn’t a medical condition. Lyra’s abrupt rejection of my marriage proposal lingered heavy in my heart, keeping my eyes clear off sleep. No matter how much I tried to be understanding, it made no sense. My heart is broken. Shattered by the one person I’ve ever given it to. As I laid on my bed, my gaze was fixed on the unsettling shapes that the moonlight painted on my ceiling.

I can't seem to calm down enough to fall asleep on my own. I've been lying in the dark, attempting to sleep for what feels like hours, but every time I close my eyes, the same images flood my mind. I hear the distressing sounds, feel my heart shatter, and then I toss and turn in an attempt to find some peace. As I lie in the darkness, fresh tears stream down my cheeks. Some are born of anger, while others stem from sorrow. Why is this so difficult?

The stress and the pain would be intensified by a thousandfold to the day she was undone. “In fact, there’s no reason for me to love you again. Once a mirror is shattered, you can never get it back to its original state, despite your best efforts. “It’s like my heart was broken into pieces. You can try to piece it back but the cracks will always be there. Every line of crack represents the pain that I’ve gone through in the past. You might still have a place in my heart, but I can’t just move on from the pain…”

" Stop this Dylan please stop this." "You can't mend a broken glass. I am broken beyond repair." You destroyed me the day I learned to love you. To feel something for you. Then how can you expect me to give you that piece of mine once again when you already broke it with your own hands. _______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart.

“They say hearts were made to be broken, but anything broken can be fixed again, so why can't mine be fixed?” – Lucan Trinigad. HEART HYMNS. I couldn't sleep throughout the night. Thoughts of how my journey with Alexander to the blood moon pack would go kept me awake. I couldn't wait to see his face again. To see his huge grin.

Sleep enveloped me like a comforting embrace, offering temporary respite from the torment of my thoughts. Tomorrow would be a new day, and though my heart still carried the weight of my sorrow, I would rise again. I would face the world with a fragile yet unyielding spirit, knowing that even in the depths of my despair, there was a glimmer of strength waiting to be rekindled. And so, I surrendered myself to sleep, hoping that the night would bring me solace, however fleeting it may be. For in the morning light, a new chapter would begin—one in which I would strive to find healing and meaning amidst the fragments of my broken heart.

I don't know how long we sat there sobbing to each other through a door, but sometime later I heard his heartbeats slow down along with mine and we both fell asleep againist the door. Asleep were two broken souls trying to mend there broken pieces together because of the mistakes of many and the mistakes they have made themselves.

’ I say as Edmond comes to sit beside me. ‘I love you mate’ I tell him as I stare up at him, right through his eyes. ‘I love you too a billion times’ he says as he devours my mouth. My life is so full now and I would never exchange this for nothing in the world. If there is one thing I have learnt, it is that nothing really is impossible because if a broken Pieces of a heart could be fixed, then everything can be fixed once you find the right people. The end.