When Love Breaks Novels & Stories

“How do you forget the person who taught you how to breathe? How do you un-love someone who is written into your very DNA? If you have the cure for this, Jack, tell me. Because loving him feels like dying in slow motion, and I don't think I have enough of me left to survive another day of it.” Jack looked down at our joined hands, a look of utter defeat on his face. “I have no idea,” he whispered, his own voice thick with emotion. “Sometimes, the people we love the most are the ones who are meant to break us, just so we can see what we're made of when we're in pieces.”

When he loved, what did it give him as an offer? “Andre…I know what you went through…” Fred was saying when Andre interrupted him sharply. “You don't know anything. You only know that there's a word called heartbreak. Besides the word, what else do you know?” He demanded. The next two hours Andre was busy and Camella got hooked on the web of different meetings. She attended to some serious matters that she momentarily got focused on the job until it was almost too late. She sent a text to Andre “Wait behind, we need to talk” Andre received it but didn't respond. After what Fred told him, he felt like keeping distance from that woman surnamed Wood.

"Love? Marcello, loving you is so hard, it feels like I'm breaking locks. Everyday was a struggle when you left. All I wanted to do was forget about you; I wanted forget you were ever a part of my life. But I couldn't! I could never looking everyday at my son who looked exactly like you. He reminded me everyday of you. I almost hated him but I didn't want to hate him because of you, so I kept him as a reminder of everything good we shared but also as I reminder that with him in my life, we no longer needed you." A successful winning tear rolled down Marcello's face, "Breaking locks!" He chuckled bitterly to himself, " but even th most screwed up locks still break open Jasmine. All I ask, is

I stand there and I listen to every second of it and I do not go back in. This is what love looks like when you’ve broken it and you’re trying to earn it back. You stand in the hallway. You wait. You don’t leave, but you don’t go in. You just stay.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I can get my freedom once I make sure that everyone will be safe. I still did not understand why this happened to me only? What ever is happening with me is it because I loved Aashish ji? Is the love I have for him doing everything? Is the love that has broken me? Am I Broken by love?

I looked down. A tear slipped from my eye into the pool. “It’s sounds like you already do love.” She leaned to see my face. “It’s broken. I don’t get to love. Not this time.” I played with my fingers. “If it’s true love, it can’t be broken. It can only be interrupted. If it’s true love, it will always come together. If not now, then later.” She smiled. “He didn’t want me. He couldn’t accept who I am. What I am.” I wipe my face.

She knew she liked him, but love is an understatement. A round of applause brought Jane out of her reverie. Their dance just ended. As the applause faded, Jane's eyes locked into Leonard, her heart racing from dancing. Leonard bent his head to kiss her. Suddenly a loud shout echoed through the ballroom, breaking the romantic atmosphere.

I on the other hand just stood agaped , I don't know if it was because of seeing Ivan again today , after so many years , or if it was the question he was asking , if it was the way I was feeling inside. I just stood still already in tears as I quickly ran into his arms. "I love you idiot,I couldn't stop then,how could I stop now" I responded "Adure I love you too,I love you more.Adure when I left your house that day, I left with the intention of giving you a little break of four weeks ,but it eventually turned to four years , that little break some how turned out to 'that one big break's . and during these four years of my life,I realized I couldn't live without you ,my heart beats for only

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

The woman I am now understands that some things were just never meant to be. The woman I am now understands that hurt is more powerful than love. She understands that people you love can break you to the point where you're nothing but pieces on the floor. She understand that love is never enough and that you can’t force someone else to love you. Finally, she understands that once something is broken things can never be the same again, that includes a broken heart and trust.