Romans & histoires Heart Breaking

"It suits you." Eve’s heart hammered against her ribs—not with the cold, frantic panic of a corporate audit, but with a sweet, terrifying ache that no mathematical formula could ever capture. She didn't pull away from his touch. She simply leaned into the heavy, warm palm of his hand, watching the moonlight reflect in his grey eyes.

Composed. A burn started in my chest. One that ached and consumed. It was full of bitterness and anger. I suddenly knew why I hated it. My decision--my choice--had caused this. Such a familiar feeling. Weakness. I was once again a weakness. The burn in my chest calmed. But—oh, did it simmer. I wasn’t the same girl who jumped. But maybe I was still the one who broke him. And I didn’t know how to fix either of us.

Each memory crushed me the more, bringing down more tears. I’ve never known what heartache felt like. I have only heard about it. But now I understood that even words couldn’t do justice to what heartache really was. It was destructive. Now I understood why people engaged in quite ridiculous actions because they were broken. I didn’t know what was keeping me from destroying everything I owned in this room.

The door slams in my face. My knees give out on me, and I sink to the ground. I place my hand over my aching heart and stare at Beau's front door. Did that really happen? If this is a nightmare, I want to wake up now. This is too much for my fragile heart to bear. I can't believe Beau doesn't love me. It was all a lie. Pulling my knees up to my chest, I cry my heart out right there in the hallway. My heart is so broken, I don’t know how I’ll ever piece it back together.

The heart-wrecking, soul-destroying, and ego-destroying kind of pain Lola hurt my ego so much in front of another man, and right now, I feel like my heart is about to explode. I feel like I’m going to burst! Just when I thought we were making progress, this happened. Not having her around is a void in my heart that cannot be fixed; the only solution is that she comes back home. I have been many things, but I have never experienced a heart-wrenching pain like this before. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that she would end up choosing someone else over me. Why does it have to hurt so much? Will I ever be okay emotionally after this? This is like a hole that burns deep into your heart—

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.

When your heart is broken, there are no words to describe the feeling. You could describe the feeling of sadness afterwards, but not the actual heartbreak - because when your heart is broken, shattered even, by someone who was made for you, no words come to mind, no words can get passed your tongue. All you feel is an intense numbness taking over your body, no feelings could be felt, no sound could be heard, no scents could be smelled, no nothing. Just the knowledge that your heart is being broken and it may never heal.

I wish I was more sensible. I take another huge gulp from the champagne bottle, then groan loudly afterwards. I feel like I'm being ripped apart from the inside. Nothing in my entire life has ever hurt this bad. Absolutely nothing. Heartbreak is the worst pain imaginable. I never thought it was but now that I'm feeling it, I know it is. Indigo hates me now. There's no coming back from that. I bet she's going to move on from me sooner than later, leaving me alone in despair.

Took a deep breath in and exhaled. Why does my heart suddenly feels heavy? He plays again, "It's been a long time since I felt the way that I do now like I need you but I dont know how..." My heart beats faster now. Benedict's eyes looks back at me while be sings for me soulfully. "It's been a while since I smiled and I meant it from my heart but the idea of leaving this behind. It tears me apart.." He looks away. "If this is love, why does it break me down? Why do you break me down?"

My vision became blurry as tears streamed down my cheeks, but I kept looking out into the streets, hoping to see him. "Please..." I begged myself. My heart feels like it's breaking even more. I'm not sure why I'm feeling this way. I'm completely brokenhearted. Pain stings my heart on a regular basis. I'm starting to lose hope of remembering. I was so perplexed when I awoke from that tragedy, and now...I feel like I'm back at square one.