When Someone You Love Hurt You Quotes Novels & Stories

“You are mine and no one hurts you.” It took everything in me not cry and hug him tight or disappear inside him. I couldn’t believe he was giving me such beautiful words when he was hurt himself. “Do you have any idea how much fûcking difficult it was to wait for you to open your eyes so I could look into them and see your pain, look at every inch of your body to know where and how hurt you were, so I could feel you.” With those words, he slipped a long finger inside me. “You said that I am hurt, maybe I am because anything that causes you pain hurts me. Not being able to touch you hurts me.”

Vihaan's heart bore the weight of Sukoon's piercing words, as they cut through his soul like a thousand knives. The verbal assault struck him deep, leaving an indelible mark of pain and anguish. "Okay, fine," he managed to utter, his voice quivering with hurt. "I don't love you." The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of shattered dreams and broken promises.

"If Lucas truly loves you. He won't hurt you. He will not make you cry. He won't do things he knows will hurt you." My tears kept falling. I'm feeling unwell and hurt. I can't accept that the man I love left me alone. I only love you Lucas. My heart beats only for you! My world revolves only around you. You never fades away from my heart. "It hurts to love someone who doesn't loves you. You will only be hurt because he has nothing to do with you."

"I am sorry for hurting you, for not telling you my feelings, and for thinking that my actions will show that I love you." "Craig, don't ever hurt me, I will die if you do."

It's a sight that burns itself into my memory, searing itself onto my soul. I feel the anger rise within me, a fierce fire that threatens to consume everything in its path. How could you, Mick? How could you throw away our love, our bond, for someone so easily? Couldn't you spare a moment to consider the consequences of your actions? My heart aches as I grapple with the betrayal, unable to comprehend how the person I loved so deeply could hurt me so profoundly.

The word felt heavy. I walked closer to the bed, lowering my voice. “You don’t know what I feel,” I said. “Then tell me.” My chest rose and fell unevenly. “You won’t understand.” “Try me.” I stared at him for a long moment. “You won’t know what it feels like,” I began slowly, “to love someone so much that even when they hurt you, you still see them in everything.” He didn’t interrupt. “Yes, I still love Roman,” I said.

"You broke my heart. You left me. I lost our baby too. Every time, I'm near you, I feel as if, my heart is being stabbed over and over. I hate the pain. The pain is unbearable, and you're the only one, who could've eased it, but instead, you're the reason, it's so hard for me to be alive. If only, you weren't so dumb. You could've saved us. Instead, you destroyed our lives, and for what?"

Afterall, it is said that the people we love the most are the people who end up hurting us the most. Their trauma to us stabs deeper because we love them. They are able to hurt us so deeply because we love them so deeply. Passionately. And thinking that they love us too. My father loved me. Tasha loved me too, but I ended up hurting them. I loved my mum to the point of doing anything she asked of me, but she ended up hurting me, silently wiping me out of her life as if I were a stain on her impeccable reputation. No one can hurt you if you don't love them. You just wouldn't give a fuck about them because you don't care about them.

With a shaky voice, I tried to put into words the depths of my pain. "It hurts, Mom," I whispered, my voice quivering. "I loved him with all my heart, and I believed he loved me too. But now I see that I was just a convenience, a pawn in their game." My mother's eyes welled up with tears, mirroring my own. She tightened her embrace, her voice filled with empathy. "I know, my dear. It's a crushing blow when the person you trust the most betrays you. It's natural to feel hurt and betrayed."

She laughed out loud at what I said. "You know, Asher, life is fucking short. Don't waste your time thinking about what real love is. Instead, just enjoy the feeling of being in love and being hurt. Because in love, one thing is for sure, when you are with the person you truly love, even if it's hurt, true happiness is still there when you saw the person you love. His yours or owned by someone, if you truly love that person, happiness is there when that person happy and smiling. Even if you are not the reason." "Depth,"