Romans & histoires When U Hurt Quotes

“Why discuss things you can’t change? What’s the point in that?” “Letting it out. Sharing it with someone. Offering that part of yourself to someone.” “Pain isn’t a ‘part of myself’.” “No, but the hurt part is.”

Still… I clung to it. We just learn how to hurt quietly.

He looked so pained right then, and I wish I had said that differently, "Well. I guess, This is really happening. Wow." "I'm so sorry if I'm hurting you, will."

"My own stupid fault, I should know better by now. It's not the first time." I pulled back the cloth and winced at the red burn mark. "That's a nasty one." "Bit more time in the ice and by tomorrow it will be a bad memory." "Time heals all wounds." "This coming from you?" "I didn't say I believed it." "Shan?" "Yeah?" "I need my hand back." "Oh? Oh, right. Sorry."

"You're just hurt. There's a difference." I followed him, feet crunching on gravel, and tried to hold onto that. Hurt, not broken. Hurt could heal. Maybe. * * *

Was I just a piece of toy to play, for him? “You say it like you had never been hurt by the people whom had loved you. This world has created such rainbow and unicorn illusions of love, that you forget one thing —pain comes with happiness. They are not separate, just affect one differently. If you love someone and that person reciprocates it, they are bound to get hurt in the process,”

Nicole's POV; I proceed towards them and, "And to think you are the competition my group was meant to go up against. Little wonder one wanted to pair with you. Why don't you go join the school's book club? Dancing isn't for cowards. You're such a horrible dancer. You've ruined the whole event for everyone. "I hear Mason say, and the pained look on Johan's face hurts me. "That's not nice! "I comment. Drawing their attention. Johan looks up at me with tears in her eyes, and Mason stares at me with a bored, and blank expression.

" You are the only person in this world that I care about...the only person I can lay my life for. Don't you dare to even think...that I don't love you Ivy..." " I love you even more than myself." " But you never listen to me...you are hurting brother." " We all are hurt somewhere Ivy. It's just that we hide our pains somewhere. And I won't say that I don't deserve them." " This is my karma Ivy...and I have to learn to live with it." " But brother...it can be cured! It's not impossible." " Some pains can never leave you Ivy...some wounds just never heal. No matter how many times you try to stitch them back."

“What about you?” “Sorry everyone. I’m not trying to make any one feel guilty, just trying to prove a point. Marcus, remember what I told you about my life before?” “Yes.” “Do you realize that people that hurt me are sitting right at this table in varying degrees? Some by ignorance, or turning a blind eye. Some with words. Some with silence. Some physically. Some through rejection.” “Um.”

I pointed out. “If you don’t care about him, then why can I still hear the sound of pain in your voice while you talk about him—” “Because he hurt me!” I snapped. “He hurt me right here!” I pointed to my heart. “And those kinds of wounds, they don’t ever heal.” I spat.