Novel & Cerita Words Of Comfort For A Broken Heart

a damage heart and mind. Looking at Millie talking to mom, I know she needs it, after all, she has been through, she needs comfort, and she needs a very good psychiatrist that can somehow fix her traumatic experience, though it comes to my mind, is there someone can fix a broken heart and mind? How about a broken soul? "--love! Are you okay?" Amber suddenly asks while I am in my thoughts. "Yeah! Of course! Ahem, why? "You are zoning out, I am telling you something but you don't seem to listen"

I stand up and walk slowly to him, I hold his hand again, resting my forehead on his back feeling his breathing, “pain doesn't define us Justin, it makes us stronger” He turns to me, his eyes dim, glossy with tears, “who broke us?” he says softly, touching my face softly. His touch was raw, deep, painful, he didn't move, he just stared at me with a sad face…I could feel it. “I have been broken a long time ago, I always say my heart doesn't even beat anymore that's how damaged I am” I chuckle wryly, “there's no point in having a heart right? Cara thinks I'm heartless, my mother thinks I lack compassion and you…you think I'm just…stock up”

He said. I feel something that I could explain inside my heart, I feel so…calm and I feel like every word he is comforted me for some reason. He never look away as he said all of those words, I felt like my heart was going to burst, but not from heartache.

Her friends were offering words of comfort and support, their messages a testament to the enduring power of friendship. The comment stopped me cold. "I know the reason of your breakup, because of her right? The one that got away?" The words, so casual, so dismissive, pierced through my carefully constructed facade of composure. The pain, so carefully buried, threatened to resurface, a wave of anger and hurt rising within me. I immediately switched off my phone, the screen's brightness suddenly too much to bear. I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure, the familiar scent of coffee and cupcakes a small comfort in the midst of the turmoil.

I don't know when it happened, but I felt arms wrapped me up. "Ohhh, darling. Shhhhh, it's ok. It's gonna be ok." I held on tight to whoever that was holding me. "Yeah. It's ok. Let it go, sweetheart. Just let it go. You can't carry the world alone." Another voice said, before new arms wrapped me up, too. I sat there, not caring who saw or heard. Not even knowing the arms that wrapped me in comfort and said words that tried its best to soothe my breaking heart. Before I could registered my exhaustion, it attacked me, pulling me under.

Her lips moved but words failed her. "I know it's shocking but trust me I saw you suffering in one-sided love. I went through that phase as well. It's the worst type of love. Your good heart made me fall for you. I will shower you with love, I promise. Only a broken heart can mend another broken heart."

he grinned. “Oh my God… how embarrassing,” I muttered, trying to wipe my face and pull myself together, my mascara was probably smeared everywhere. “Don’t feel bad about crying,” he said empathetically, even though he didn’t have to. “Everyone has a breakdown now and then. The important thing is to get back up with your head held high.” Those words, even from a stranger, were exactly what I needed to hear in that moment, like my guardian angel speaking through him to calm my heart. It comforted me in a way. “Thank you for the kindness,” I smiled, touched.

“Don’t let your beautiful light be put out, Sophia. Let go of the past, and find your new happiness.” My eyes blur at her words as emotion wells up inside. Suddenly the dam of anguish and shame breaks inside me, and I begin to cry. Chelsea pulls me into her arms without a word. She simply holds me and murmurs comforting sounds as she rocks me in place. “He doesn’t love me.” I croak out as I cling to her shoulders. “He told me that he didn’t want to be with me and walked away. And I love him so much, Chelsea.” Chelsea holds me tighter and lays consoling kisses on my head. “It’s okay, Sophia. I know that your heart is broken right now. And if you want, we can break a few things, or eat ice cre

More words to reassure me that some things have changed between us. Words to show he really cares for me as his only wife. I wanted more words of consolation and comfort. His hand met with my shoulder, a tingling sensation suddenly clouding me. I turned back, as if being controlled, still unable to raise my gaze at him. "I have forgiven you a long time ago. Thanks for those beautiful notes and gifts. They gladden my heart.”I stated truthfully, as he chuckled. "I'm glad they do. Meanwhile, I have something to say to you.”I nodded at his words, sensations outward from my chest to my limbs.