Novel & Cerita Hurt Feeling Pushed Away Quotes

“I guess that means you’re in too deep.” “Nope, no. You’re supposed to tell me I should find a way to push them away, even if I’ll get hurt in the process.” He tilts his head to the side. “Why do you have to get hurt in the process? If anyone should be in pain, it’s them.” “I don’t like that—hurting people, I mean. I feel horrible doing it to you.” “Never mind me. I’ll just be your practice, babe. Now, tell me, who’s the asshole?”

“And words aren’t going to be enough for me to just forget everything that’s happened. But… we’re a team. That’s what I keep reminding myself. And teams don’t work when one side keeps pushing the other away. I can’t just keep setting things to be in the middle, not over, but not together. It is not fair, for neither one of us. I didn’t walk away this time, and you aren’t either. You’re to pull me back, and I’ve been pushing you away.” I reached up, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. “You don’t have to apologize for feeling pain, Valerie. You have every right to push me away, to want me to stay away from you, to yell at me, to make me feel like I was nothing. It is your right.” She sho

"And it’s making you do stupid things. Like pushing her away. Pretending you don't care when you're dying inside." I gritted my teeth. "It’s not that simple." "Of course it’s not," she said, standing up and walking over to me. "You’ve been abandoned before. You think if you keep her at a distance, it’ll hurt less when she eventually leaves." I looked away, ashamed that she could see right through me. Candice softened her voice. "Tell her that, Adrian. Before it’s too late." Her words hit harder than any blow I'd taken in battle but I realized that she was absolutely right.

I shrug desperately and wish this weird achy cloud that descended over me days ago would just lift so I could see my way clear for five minutes. “Pushing him away is hurting both of you. He needs you too, Sophie, maybe more than you need him right now. You deal with things differently.” “I never used to push him away, maybe that means we’re not working anymore.” I can’t help that little tremor inside of me that feels a lot like guilt, heartbreak and despair, and shove it back down.

I pushed him away when I needed him the most and now, we’re both hurting. We both need each other but can’t be together because of my foolishness. I knew he would be back, he said it himself that the can’t stay away from me but I cried like I just lost him Forever.

I answered wittily. It silenced Ben. “You pushed me away Ben.” I added. “I know.” He answers. “And that was the worst thing I’ve done to you. I regret it. I’m very sorry.” I looked down to my plate and felt my tears building again. I inhaled heavily as I shut my eyes close. It still hurts when I look back to that night he pushed me away and how he hurt me with those words. The view of Ben carrying that child next to that woman inside the mall flashes before me and it’s tearing me apart even more.

Despite our differences, despite some moments where we saw each other thinking differently, we always found a way to be okay, and she has been a pillar for me. Because of her I have been able to face many things of fate and today I realize that you value that person more when you are not close to them, so you miss them more. I was once far away from her, now she sees more distance between us again and how she tells me she feels the gap. It's like a snake leaving its venom on the skin, the wound hurts and deepens like the pain I feel when I feel and touch the distance from it, although I try to resist and not see myself completely thrown into perdition. It's hard. Who said it would be easy?

“Why do you push everyone away? All we want to do is help-” “The last person I let in, loved and was sincere with is getting married to someone else. So don’t try to teach me how to express myself!” I spat. I was sick and tired of people trying to tell me how to feel or react to certain things. I wonder how people did not understand that talking about certain things was basically like turning a knife in my wounds. Wounds that may never heal.

“I feel seen. I feel safe.” “And with me?” “I feel everything.” My words rushed out. “I feel sadness and longing and heartbreak. I feel like I’m standing at the edge of a cliff, waiting for you to pull me back or push me off.” He reached for my hand but I stepped back. “Don’t,” I whispered. “I’m sorry,” he said, eyes on mine. “I’ve been pushing you away because… I didn’t want to hurt you. I thought it was better to let you drift away on your own than to keep you tethered to someone like me.”

"There's nothing I don't know about you.I know no man has ever made you feel what I do." "You're right."She said."No man has and I don't think any man will."She lowered her gaze."When I'm with you,I lose control and I hate that,I hate that you can weaken me without having to do much.I hate not being able to control my feelings whenever you are near me,this feeling of weakness that you make me feel terrifies me."Slowly she met his gaze again."Please can you see why I push you away,I'm only trying to protect myself from getting hurt,because deep down I know if I let you in the only one who'll end up getting hurt is me."