You Broke Me Quotes Novels & Stories

“You survived it. That’s what matters.” “But what if I’m broken now?” I whisper. “What if all the soft parts of me are gone? What if I’m too scared to let someone love me again? What if you wake up one day and realize you deserve someone whole?” He stares at me like I’ve just said the dumbest thing in the world. “Viola,” he murmurs. “You’re not broken.” I shake my head, not believing him. “You say that now—” “No,” he cuts in, gently but firmly. “Listen to me. You’re not broken. You’re brave. You’re still here. Still standing. You wrote through your pain. You pulled yourself out of something people spend decades trapped in. You didn’t disappear—you fought your way back.”

If this doesn't work out, it won't break me. It might very well kill me, but I know I won't let it break me. I've already been broken and I refuse to fall apart again.

The words he had left me with hung heavy in the air: You’re already broken. And for the first time in my life, I wasn’t sure if he was wrong.

“He’s free.” Something inside me broke then, like ice cracking on a frozen lake. Zane’s voice was soft in my head. It’s over.

" Stop this Dylan please stop this." "You can't mend a broken glass. I am broken beyond repair." You destroyed me the day I learned to love you. To feel something for you. Then how can you expect me to give you that piece of mine once again when you already broke it with your own hands. _______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart.

I shouted and hit the glass table, and it broke. "You see that glass table? Think? Think of me. You shattered it.NoNo matter what you do, you will never be able to rebuild it. NoNo matter what else you do. "The harm has been done," I said, looking down at my bleeding hand.They just listened to me, and I just turned my back on them. They matter. Hopefully, someday I'll be the person next to you. I hope next time you will love me, at least for a moment.

He hugs the awards that he should be holding. "Yeah.. You maybe broke me first but I can see now, that you're regretting it. However, I cant be with you yet. I want, when I come back, I'll be like Daveryl. The Omega who will lift up your life. The Omega that you can be proud of in front of other people." Jobel said.

"But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah." I shrugged softly, "I don't care, Tiffany. I want you and if that comes with pieces all over the place then I'm okay with it. You don't get it," I chuckled softly, moving the hand that was cupping her face back to her hands to hold them gently in mine. "I can't unlove you. I can't forget the feeling of holding you when you sleep next to me. I can't forget how your eyes would get a bit bigger every time something surprising would happen in Prison Break. I can't forget the dreadful look on your face every time you walk in to math class, wanting it to be over

“We’re not.” "Oh fuck yeah! We will never be broken. We broke people and never get broken!" And for the first time in a long time, Claire believed it.

"No." "Why?" "Because you're a stranger." "I'm the guy you kissed." "I kissed your helmet. That's not the same as kissing you." "It's closer than most people get on day three of a breakup." "We're not broken up. We were never together. There's no breakup."