Why Do Love Hurts So Much Novels & Stories

“Because I think it matters a hell of a lot.” Isla’s hands curled into fists. “He hurt me, Liam. Over and over. He chose Celeste. He let me be humiliated. He let me walk away.” Liam nodded, his expression unreadable. “Yeah. He did.” Isla swallowed hard, her throat tight. “Then why does it still hurt?” Liam leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Because love doesn’t just disappear. No matter how much we want it to.” A lump formed in Isla’s throat. She hated that Liam was right. Hated that despite everything, a part of her still longed for Killian’s presence, his touch, his voice.

“You care for her, don't you?” It hurts to speak those words out loud, but I did, just so I could console him. He swallowed and nodded. “I love her so much it hurts. I couldn't force her to do what I want. You know what they say about not hurting the one you love? It's like that for me.” Guel lowered his head, overcome by his grief. He loves that woman so badly, but she seems to be oblivious of the love that was almost overflowing, one that would have swept me off my feet if it were a flood.

Then let's give this relationship a chance. 'Promise me that you will not hurt me, George; I want to be with you too because I can't stand staying away from you. Each time am near you, I feel so fulfilled, and when you are not with me, I feel like something is missing, and it's not a good feeling at all. Sometimes I just want to be with me all the time."

In fact, there is a lack of love, and that is why there is so much disappointment. We live in a world where it is easier to hurt someone than to make them happy – it is much easier to cause pain than happiness and that is a very serious problem. Most of the time, people get hurt because they have different expectations about the same situation, but at other times people simply play with their feelings. Precisely for this reason it is very difficult to give in to a new feeling. It's complicated to donate your heart without knowing if the person will take proper care of your feelings, but you have to take risks.

I laughed as the side of my head softly met a cold surface. “Love? That's pure bullshit! Love was supposed to heal someone. To make a person feel alive despite going through something! But why did it ruin someone?” I punched my chest when it hurt. It was as if there was a chain gripping it tightly, making me breathless. “Why did love ruin my Mom?" I whispered as hot liquids escaped my eyes. “Love hurts my Mom. And it hurts me too! Funny right?” My Mom? She wasn't healed yet. She was supposed to. But why did love only make it worse all the time?

Natahimik ako dahil sa kanyang sinabi ngunit agad ding nakabawi. "Why?" "I hurt you." Tipid na sagot niya. "Loving someone means giving them the privilege to hurt you. Because pain and love are inseparable." He looked at me with amusement is visible in his eyes. "And I'm giving you the privilege to hurt me, Larie." He said.

Alexander asked and I bit hard on my lip and breathed. “What’s going on is that we end up falling for the wrong people and that kind of love, hurts a lot.” I said and slid down my office door. “It hurts so bad and this…” My face contorted with pain. “This is why I never wanted to fall in love.”

love gave me a scar! A deep wound that wouldn't heal – I'm still reeling from that hurt! The betrayal that stings more than abandonment—it burns me from within. And the cruellest part? I've learnt the art to master every pain causing me to wither slowly, yet I keep shining to the world. That's how damaging love is! It kills slowly and painfully, with the world having no idea that you are dying, and when you finally break down, people have been wondering how this happened.

Why mess me up like this? Every single thing was a lie, the care, the kindness, the dance, the kisses, his words, everything was just to get me to fall into his game. Oh Adrian, why hurt me so? Why break me so? Why get me to love you only to damage me? Why move my heart just to trample on it? I wanted to curse him, I wanted to throw a lot of profanities at him but I couldn’t, I couldn’t lay one single curse at me. It hurts that even after learning of this heartbreaking truth, I still love him, my heart still beat for him just like it did last night. Why? Why can’t I hate him? Why can’t I get rid of the forsaken love? Just why? “Has she said anything?” I heard Max’s voice.

“Let them talk. Let them hate. I don’t care what they think. You don’t have to get used to their hate or their insults. You don’t have to pretend to be strong all the time. You’re allowed to break, to cry. Just don’t let them make you believe you’re not enough.” My tears fell harder. His thumbs brushed them away, but more came. “You make it sound so easy,” I whispered. He gave a small, sad smile. “It’s not easy. But it’s worth it. Because you’re worth it.” I looked at him through blurry eyes. “Then why does it hurt so much?” “Because love always hurts when it’s real,” he whispered. “But it also heals. And I promise you, Nora, I’ll spend every day trying to make it heal more than it hurts.”