You Broke Me Quotes Novels & Stories

Alone. Just like me. Everything still broken.

Monique "I'm not broken," I said quietly, the words escaping my lips like a confession I wasn’t sure I believed. I wanted to... God, I wanted to. Because what is a broken person, really? Is it someone who cries at night and hides it in the morning? Someone who gives their heart to someone and watches them shatter it without warning? If so, maybe I was broken. But I didn’t want to be. “I know you’re not,” Marcus said gently, his voice solid and sure.

Someone who wasn’t broken. And that someone… should be me.

I had just broken my vow. *** (Don't forget to drop a comment/review. Don't be a ghost reader! 🧡)

~So, please don't break my heart Don't tear me apart I know how it starts Trust me, I've been broken before Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me, I've been broken before~ -What if Uno once day, decided to break my heart? Would it hurt as much as what Rico made me feel? ~I've been broken, yeah I know how it feels To be open And then find out your love isn't real I'm still hurting, yeah I'm hurting inside I'm so scared to fall in love, but if it's you, then I'll try~

“Just say what’s on your mind.” I hesitated, then sighed. “I feel... broken,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Like there’s nothing left of me to give. Ryder and Jaxon, what they did, it’s like they took pieces of me and left me hollow.” Caden’s grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white. “You’re not broken, Amara,” he said firmly. “They might have hurt you, but they didn’t destroy you. You’re stronger than you think.”

"For what? For Victoria's press conference this afternoon? For whatever new lies she's going to tell about me?" "For yourself. For the boys. For getting through this." I set down my spoon. "What if I can't get through this? What if this is the thing that finally breaks me?" "It won't." "How do you know?" "Because you've survived worse. You survived giving up Alexander. You survived almost dying in that warehouse. You survived being shot. You're the strongest person I know." "I don't feel strong. I feel broken." "Broken things can be repaired." "Not always. Sometimes they're too shattered. Too many pieces to put back together."

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

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”

I said to the sea, "everything I can see now is all because of your eyes." Wind brushed against my face, as if he was answering me. "I hate you, Vincent. I hate that you turned me into this. I hate that you left so selfishly. I hate that you made it impossible for me to ever forget you!" The wind and waves swallowed my voice. Back home, I pulled out the letter he left me, something I had never told anyone about. "You selfish bastard," I whispered. "How dare you trap me with your eyes for the rest of my life?"