You Can Break A Broken Heart Novels & Stories

Because the truth was sitting all over me. Romane leaned closer slowly, his expensive cologne wrapping around me like smoke. “But,” he said softly, “you’re still the badass girl I used to know. The way you survive… it’s incredible, my love.” The car continued moving through the glowing streets while my heartbeat kept stumbling harder against my ribs. “We're no longer lovers,” I whispered. This time, his expression finally changed. “You made me a promise six years ago,” he said quietly. “And unlike you, Kitty Cat…” His fingers brushed once against my chin, forcing me to hold his gaze. “I never forgot.”

The feeling of a broken heart is like a glass slowly shattering into tiny pieces. That feeling of getting stabbed in the heart like a million times. But, Darson is trying to keep it together. He doesn't want his family to know about what happened. He wants them to think that everything is fine, even though his hurting inside.

~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~

Can a broken heart be broken even more? Yes, it can. It can be shattered. Shattered to the point of not being able to be put back together. He’s probably not the type of guy to stick to one woman. Or like I said, he’s only after one thing, and after I give it up then he will drop me as everyone else has in my life. Maybe after tonight, I should end this. Even the friendship. It’s too much of a risk. I’m not mentally stable enough to handle something like this. I don’t have time for something like this.

And most of all, I can't help it when the love of my life can't love me back. 'God, I'm turning into a sap,' I thought bitterly. What can you do? No matter how tough you are, when a heart gets broken like shattered glass, it can't be undone. You'd break down, forget who you are, or what you stand for, and end up like a pile of shit. After today's stunt, never again will I break down. I'm not going back that road never, ever again... for her.

“I had three children looking at me. Waiting for me to be strong.” He set his cup down on the table carefully. “I know I hurt you.” I turned back to face him. “Do you?” I asked. He swallowed. “Yes.” I walked closer again, stopping just a few steps away from him. “My heart was broken,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “Not cracked. Not slightly damaged. Broken.” His jaw tightened. “Can you tell me something?” I continued. He nodded slowly. “If a glass breaks… if it shatters into pieces… can you put it back together and make it look the same again?”

“I’ll spend the rest of my life proving you wrong. But you have to give me a chance.” The doubts rush out of my lips. I can’t help saying, “I really, really cannot handle any form of heartbreak this time, Cal. If... if you break my heart, I’ll probably die.” His lips pull into a smile that never forms. “I’m serious. People can die of a heartbreak and I’ll die of one if you break my heart again.”

But I need to do it. If you do, they wanted me to call me crazy because of this mindset? Well, you're free to call me that. You can even slap me because I deserve that. I don't want to see him broken but I still want to continue my plan. MISSION: BREAK MY BOYFRIEND'S HEART. But... But how to break a heart? How to break his heart, I can't break his heart just like that, I love him so damn much… Suddenly, I saw Charles' face flashing in my mind…

The evidence seemed damning, and the weight of the revelation threatened to crush his spirit. The room, once filled with warmth and the echoes of shared laughter, now bore witness to the tempest within his soul. He couldn't contain the surge of emotions that erupted within him. Broken hearted, he lashed out, hurling objects across the room as if trying to expel the pain that clung to him. "Ahhh! Tessa! Why did you hurt me like this?!" he screamed, the anguished cry reverberating through the empty spaces of their home. Each shattered piece of furniture echoed his broken heart.

XAVIER ROCKWELL Dealing with heartbreak was not the easiest thing in this world and I may have just learned the true power of your heart being shattered into smithereens. My mother knew that all along. I just wished she would’ve been the good mother that I’ve always wanted her to be and warned me about the dangers of falling in love and getting your heart broken. I may have gone through a lot of breakups in the past but they weren’t as agonizing as this one and that’s most probably because I wasn’t truly into women before.