Victorious Broken Glass Song Lyrics Novels & Stories

Tobi left hurriedly promising to be back in a few minutes. I helped myself with another glass of wine, sipping decently, I wanted to remember this night for the rest of my life. "Longtime no see princess" a cold yet familiar voice said behind me. I suddenly felt cold as my glass shattered on the floor, no one heard or saw me since Tobi and I had escaped to a quiet corner where we could freely make out. All colors drained from my face as I turned to face the person, tonight is not going to end well.

~So, please don't break my heart Don't tear me apart I know how it starts Trust me, I've been broken before Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me, I've been broken before~ -What if Uno once day, decided to break my heart? Would it hurt as much as what Rico made me feel? ~I've been broken, yeah I know how it feels To be open And then find out your love isn't real I'm still hurting, yeah I'm hurting inside I'm so scared to fall in love, but if it's you, then I'll try~

“I love you. You being here is the best part of my birthday. Hearing you say that you love me makes me the happiest person alive.” “Really?” I asked looking at him. “I talk with you most of the time and you can ask our friends if I even try to date anyone when you were gone. I have always been honest with you that I love you and I am just waiting for you to be ready.” “I am ready. I was just scared that you wouldn’t want me anymore.” “I love you and you are all that I want.” THE END Vows are supposed to be kept for they aren’t merely words that we say but there are times when vows are broken. When vows are broken though it doesn’t mean that things are ending, it merely open new opportunities

“I don’t need your mercy. I’ll find my own way through.” Vincent moved beside her, placing his hands over hers. “Then we’ll break it together.” The glass pulsed hotter with heat, burning their palms. They both screamed in pain but held on tight. The rain roared louder, pounding like drums. Her father's voice erupted in fury for the first time. “Stop! You cannot reach the other side! You cannot break despair!” Camela screamed back fiercely, pushing harder against the glass until her throat felt raw. “You don’t own me!”

If I discovered that you have lied or manipulated us in any way, I would break you beyond repairs little mate,' Roy said and moved out of the room. I bent over as the tears rushed from my eyes. I was surprised to see Roman enter into the room. He must not have gone far. He took hold of my arm and pulled me to his chest. 'It is okay Raven. You need to keep it together for April. We will talk about this later,' Roman said rubbing circles on my back. 'Roy said he would break me beyond repairs,' I sobbed into his chest. 'He can't and he won't. He is just angry. He thought you lied to us. Don't bother yourself. If he breaks you, I will heal you,' Roman said it like a vow.

Behind me, through the glass, I could hear the sound of everything falling apart. I turned my music up. Some gifts, you just have to return. THE END

She would restore its brilliance. And she would never again mistake dependence for partnership. As she turned off the showroom lights and stepped into the night, the glass reflected not a broken woman — —but a forged one. And this time, the fire belonged to her.

“Pathetic.” The wind howled around me, carrying away the sound of my quiet breakdown. And for the first time—I didn’t stop it. I let my tears free down freely, until they are tired. Until there is no more ounce of tear left. Injist cried and cried until the sun decides to peek to me through the clouds. --- By the time I got back, the sky had started to lighten. Soft hues of morning bliss falling around the world, but my life felt still clutched in the dark.

I said. I reached out and grabbed the shattered "Glass Crown" from the floor, but instead of wearing it, I crushed it into dust beneath my heel, the sound of the breaking glass the only music I needed.

Janice stared out the window, her reflection staring back at her — sharper, colder, broken in ways no one could see. “They all think I’m the villain,” she murmured under her breath. “They don’t know what was taken from me.” Her father glanced at her through the mirror. “You embarrassed the family,” he said sternly. “You’re lucky this ended quietly.” Janice laughed softly — a sound with no humor in it. “Quietly?” she whispered. “My life was destroyed.” She closed her eyes, and Sarah’s face flashed in her mind. That woman. That child.