You Can Break A Broken Heart Novels & Stories

Not finding a word to say at the moment. “There are some things that can't be amended, like a broken glass or plate can’t be fixed, a shredded piece of paper can’t be fixed except by being torn off slightly, a worn out clothes can’t return to their old sparkling color, and lastly, a broken heart that’s filled with anger and hatred can never be clouded with love and concern. You failed your sister Emilia, so it will take you a while to be on her good terms again,” Beta Lucky said before walking past her. Heading up to his room. What he just said was the pure truth. Not everything can be fixed or repaired, especially when it involves the heart.

The sounds of shattering glass and splintering wood become a symphony of my shattered heart. As I exhaust myself, the reality of my situation sets in. The one I loved with all my heart has taken everything from me—my love, my trust, my happiness. Her betrayal has left me utterly broken, fragmented in a way that I never thought possible. I collapsed onto the floor, my energy spent, curling up amidst the wreckage.

Just how? I move closer to her and called out her name numerous times but didn't get a respond from her,she was lying there peacefully, my heart was hurting, I my self was hurting, how could she leave me when she promised not to,I tried all my best to wake up but later realise that she's gone and she could never come back to me I was so devastated,I don't know what else to do "Kareem please don't do this to your self, don't hurt your self,she's gone,she's gone.. There's nothing you can do about it"

There are only so many times you can break this heart - one day it'll heal all wrong, heal with you on the outside. Only a lover such as you can cause pain as deep as this. Only one all the way inside a heart can shatter it with just a few words. Worst part is - you know that, don't you? You love me, you need me, you destroy me... then the music starts all over again.

He even convinced the system to play the role of a fictitious first love to deepen the wound. To provoke me even more, the system chose an appearance similar to my eyes. The effect was significant. In the days that followed, it seemed like I was the only one suffering. But in reality, we were torturing each other. Still, there was something strange about me. My love was deep, but my hatred was shallow. So Freddie had no choice but to get rid of the camellia tree we had planted together, the symbol of our bond. When the petals fell, my Heartbreak Level soared to almost 90.

The letter had cracked open the fortress I had built around my heart, and now I was left standing in the rubble, unsure of what to do next. I knew I couldn’t make any decisions right now. I needed to clear my head, to find some distance from the storm of emotions raging inside me. I needed to talk to someone—someone who wasn’t Ethan, someone who knew me well enough to help me make sense of it all. The thought filled me with dread, but I knew I couldn’t keep this from Lily. I had to be honest with her, to share what I had learned. If we were going to find a way forward, we needed to do it together.

I replied. "Oh hey." She said with a hint of excitement. "I miss you! Please come back." I pleaded. "Jack I, I can't. I miss you too it's just emotionally straining for me to be there with you purposely and continually hurting me. I seriously can't do it anymore. Jack I fucking love you and every time you hurt me your making me feel stupid for falling for you. As much as I want to be in your arms right now I just can't." She said with her voice getting shaky.

I then had a heart attack, and I could barely breathe. My mom nervously asked what was wrong, but Sean suddenly clutched his heart and said it hurt. She immediately threw me aside and ran over to him. Everyone thought I was faking it and that his was the real deal. With this in mind, I smiled bitterly and said flatly, "I'm sorry, it's my fault." No one expected me to apologize so obediently. Winnie looked at me with a hint of inquiry, a sense of unease growing in her heart.

he took out a glass figurine from the bedside. "And you smashed it on the wall and broke it to pieces." He smashed it on the wall and it shattered, leaving scattered pieces embedded in his bloodied hands. "Just like these ones, now, its hurting you." He walked to her and showed her the glass pieces in his hands and she could only see the blood and a shattered reflection of her. "But, a broken heart can still beat again, can't it? Just like, Evander's shattered, bloodied heart still holds reflections of you."

The stress and the pain would be intensified by a thousandfold to the day she was undone. “In fact, there’s no reason for me to love you again. Once a mirror is shattered, you can never get it back to its original state, despite your best efforts. “It’s like my heart was broken into pieces. You can try to piece it back but the cracks will always be there. Every line of crack represents the pain that I’ve gone through in the past. You might still have a place in my heart, but I can’t just move on from the pain…”