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How He Healed Me

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darcy enjoy harvey healed heartbreak love stanley

People come and go in your life, that's what happened to me, an amateur at life, I never knew the loss of someone could cause so much physical and mental pain. 

He made my life better, he brought my real self out, the vulnerable, weak, broken side out. He showed me the meaning of life, then, he showed me the sense of love. Little did I know, he showed me an unbearable pain, he never intended to. 

Every day since that day was a battle, with every battle I earn a new scar. Slowly, they cover up my body like paint on a canvas.

That night I cried, I cried because I finally found real happiness in a long time, although, I also cried of guilt, of guilt that I made a promise I hope to keep forever, a promise that one way or another, I'll break. 

" I'll love your broken heart, I'll love it until it's mend, and I'll love it always."All Rights Reserved

darcy enjoy harvey healed heartbreak love stanley

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WALK ME DOWN THE AISLE by daenerose

When I first encountered him, I sensed a depth to him that went beyond the surface. Little did I know then that this depth would soon give rise to a bitter reality. I held onto the hope that by writing our journey, I could ignite inspiration in many hearts and demonstrate the endurance of love, even in the face of unrequited feelings. However, it seems that my aspirations fell short. *** Our story was one of you, centered solely on you and the facets of yourself that remained hidden from your own view when you look at yourself in the mirror. Your intense gaze left a lasting impact on my wounded heart, a memory that lingered until the very end. Farewell, my enigmatic Mr. Reeves, until our paths meet again. 💜

Amour by AriyaRao

I quickly fixed my hair and make up, when I went to find Luke he was not there where I left him last.I started looking for him, he was nowhere to be found. I almost searched the whole school, when I was passing by the music room I heard muffled voices so I just stepped in the room and who knew my whole world would fall apart...there in front of me was Luke kissing Rose... I guess Luke heard me walking in because he opened his eyes but rose unaware about me was still kissing Luke. I couldn't take it anymore I turned away, my back to him and ran...I ran and ran making my way out of the school, every step I took was a dagger to my heart...because each step which I took was a step away from Luke.... my Luke .I rushed inside my home into my bedroom and finally collapsed on bed crying my heart out...that's it... I couldn't stay here anymore knowing that my Luke was no more mine...I had to go somewhere away from here. If I stayed here any longer these memories which I had with Luke would haunt me...so with my decision made... That I would be heading to New York by tomorrow's evening flight....I closed my eyes and allowed sleep to consume me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amour is the 1st story of the book "love stories".

Something Happened... by Meher764

"Please.." she couldn't say anything more. Her sobs didn't let her. Roman looked at her with an evil smile, not showing any sign of mercy. "I am not letting you run away like you did that night. Trust me, I'll make sure your life is miserable. I want you to feel the same pain as I am feeling right now." He roughly let go of her and Bailey lost control in her legs. She was about to fall but he held her by her arm leaving her dangling and spoke, "Accept your crime and rot in jail. If I see you roaming around freely in the city as if you haven't done nothing wrong, I will kill you! And destroy everyone and everything around you. Mark my words." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name, Fame, Money, Power...... Those who have it, they still want more. The endless greed of having everything what they desire, never satisfy them. Roman Carter is not just a business mogul and a billionaire; he is a tower of success. He converted his father's business into an empire and still works hard to maintain it. His success was everything he ever wanted but he paid a price. A price which broke him inside and turned him into someone he never wanted to become; someone like his father. Bailey Adams didn't have a big bank balance or power or fame, but still her life was perfect. Her sweet mother, loving boyfriend and a little bakery business were enough to make her life complete. She could live this life forever and would do anything for those who she loves. But life isn't that fair or so easy. Bailey was never a player in the game of power and money but somehow her life got trapped in this web. She became a part of Roman's life; an unwanted part, which he wanted to remove and forget. He hates her, he wants to hurt her, and he wants her to feel the same pain he felt because SOMETHING HAPPENED, that changed their lives forever. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Something Happened~ A Love Story......... (The story is unedited, so please ignore the grammatical mistakes.)

Scars Can Fade// A Luke Hemmings Fanfiction by xxx_trin_xxx

I cut through my skin making an "x" on my wrist. "This is why I don't trust people... " I thought. "He doesn't understand the pain I go through, no one does." I cut through my skin again making a deeper cut as blood rushed down my arm. "Everyone I meet leaves me. He's just like all the others. He would stay if he cared. It's all my fault isn't it? I drove him away with all of my nonsense, carelessness, and stupidity." Negative thoughts rushed through my head as the blade ran through my skin one last time before I blacked out. I woke up in a hospital bed. Sitting in the chair next to me was the one and only: Luke. The one person I didn't want to see here. The one who caused this mess. "Baby, I was so worried about you! As soon as I got a call, I found the earliest plane back here. Are you ok? Baby tell me you're ok!" He choked between sobs. Maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought he was...

The Last Tear by MichaelLovesDiana

Your words stabbed my heart, and I cried tears of pain. "Get out!" I shouted. "These are the last tears I'll never cry for you." So you left. I waited hours, but you didn't return. That night by myself I cried tears of frustration. I waited weeks, but you had nothing to say. Thinking of your voice, I cried tears of loneliness. I waited months, but you left no sign for me. In the depths of my heart, I cried tears of despair. How strange that all these tears could not wash away the hurt. Then one thought of love pierced my bitterness. I remembered you in the sunlight, with a smile as sweet as May wine. A tear of gratitude started to fall, and miraculously, you were back. Soft fingers touched my cheek, and you bent over for a kiss. "Why have you come?" I whispered. "To wipe away your last tear," you replied. "It was the one you saved for me."

Bʀᴏᴋᴇɴ Wɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ Yᴏᴜ by Dimples_Gurl

In the quiet corners of my heart, I kept a secret garden-a fragile bloom of love that I tended with care. It was for someone who never truly belonged there. His touch was like frost on petals, beautiful yet cold. His words, sweet as honey, dripped with deception. I loved him with a fervour that blinded me to the truth sometimes love is a cruel mirage. But as the seasons changed, so did my perception, revealing the fault lines of our mismatched souls. He was the wrong puzzle piece, forcing himself into spaces where he didn't fit. And I, foolishly, tried to mould myself to his edges. The pain of loving the wrong person is a silent ache-an ache that gnaws at your spirit, eroding the very essence of who you are. It's the realisation that you've been watering a barren tree, hoping for blossoms that will never come. Yet, I clung to him, desperate for validation, afraid of the void that would follow if I let go. But life has a way of surprising us. In the quiet aftermath of heartbreak, when tears blurred my vision, I stumbled upon a different kind of love. It wasn't loud or tempestuous; it was a gentle whisper-a warm breeze that carried away the debris of shattered dreams. 𝓓𝓮𝓿 appeared like a sunrise after a storm, illuminating the corners of my wounded heart. He was the right puzzle piece missing half of my soul. His laughter was a melody that resonated with mine, and his touch ignited constellations within me. We built a love that didn't need mending, for it was whole from the start. In his arms, I found solace, and in his eyes, I glimpsed eternity. The pain of loving the wrong person prepared me for the miracle of finding the right one. It taught me that scars can heal, and broken hearts can bloom anew. Now, as I stand on the threshold of forever, hand in hand with the one who fits seamlessly into my existence, I honour the past wrong turns, the tears, and the silent battles. For they led me to this love that feels like coming home.

Under The Broken Rays 9-1-1 by Worldia

Eddie thought he had overcome everything. Pain-he knew it in all its forms: betrayal, loss, grief. He had faced death, brushed against it more than once. He had learned to endure, to survive, to rebuild. He believed he was finally at peace, that finding his son and rebuilding stability meant the battle was finally over. But one night was enough to change everything. One night to awaken a pain he had buried so deep that he had convinced himself it didn't exist. A pain that carves itself into the flesh, that scars the soul, that haunts the days and consumes the nights. A night when his body was no longer his own. So Eddie stays silent. He swallows his screams, hides his trembling hands, pretends that everything is fine. But his silence is poison, and with each passing day, he feels the walls closing in. It's not just that night he must confront. It's everything he has suppressed, everything he never dared to face-the ghosts of his past. His parents, Shannon, Christopher, expectations, sacrifices, imposed choices, his past. His own reflection staring back at him. Who is he, beyond what others have shaped him to be? How long can someone survive while carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders? How long can someone pretend before they finally break? Caught between silence and pain, Eddie fights not to drown. But maybe healing isn't found in forgetting. Maybe it lies in acceptance. And maybe, also, in forgiving oneself. This story is an ode to healing, to acceptance. To finding light in the darkness. To the journey of a man learning to rebuild and love himself.

Life of lies by benabbie

Love...... The word tasted weird on my tongue Love makes a person stupid. Believe me when I say Love is blind, because I've been there before ***** "I don't know what I'll do without you. I love you so much" "Same" ***** I fell in love with a certain guy and I let my world revolve around him, only to find out I was being played by my husband and someone I considered to be my sister and closest friend It felt like the end of the world to me I felt betrayed and stupid. I was always oblivious to the things happening around me. My whole life has been rosy, happy and stress-free. Days went by and I found myself thinking about things I normally wouldn't do, doing things I normally couldn't do. Well....you'll never know what you're capable of until you're pushed to the extreme. Join me, in this amazing story of mine, to know how I got to this condition I'm in right now Keep reading to know more😉

In the middle of the ocean by angiesoul

I deeply inhale and after a few seconds, exhale. Sooner or later, I'll have to return. Stalling won't help. The call gave me new strengths and lifted me back up on my feet. I can't show him the consequences he made. I have to stay strong. With newfound determination, I walk back to his office. The door is still open, so I step in and close them behind me. I finally see him behind a desk, with his head enveloped in his hands. At the sound of the door, he lifts his gaze up but lowers it back down again. I almost feel sorry for him, but the alarms in my head ring, reminding me not to get tricked. He is the one, who deceived me first. I lift my head up high and loudly start to introduce myself, formally addressing him. "Hello, I am Mia Rose, your new assistant," and extend my hand. He looks at me surprised and his smile turns into a gentle one. I think I see a speck of sadness in his eyes, but my attention is drawn to his hand. "Hello, I'm Mark Adams, a professional photographer. Nice to meet you," and shakes my hand. I notice he addresses me formally as well. His handshake is strong but still gentle. I feel like he doesn't want to let go, but soon does and sits back in his chair.

I'll Be Okay✓ by -PhantomWriter-

Completed✓ 'The price for love is pain,' how ironic of life isn't it. Loneliness hurts and so does loving. Loving shatters you heart and leaves you bleeding. So here's a thing with broken hearts, they never fit quiet like they did before. Like they say, you can glue a plate together but it will never look the same again. But what do you do when you've been broken and shattered not just your heart but your soul too. Where do you go from there. And let me let you, one of the hardest decision about love is deciding to let go or try, just one last time. I'll be okay, that's what he wanted to hear. Copyright reserved© Warning ⚠warning ⚠warning⚠ A lot of sexual nature in this short story

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WALK ME DOWN THE AISLE

When I first encountered him, I sensed a depth to him that went beyond the surface. Little did I know then that this depth would soon give rise to a bitter reality. I held onto the hope that by writing our journey, I could ignite inspiration in many hearts and demonstrate the endurance of love, even in the face of unrequited feelings. However, it seems that my aspirations fell short. *** Our story was one of you, centered solely on you and the facets of yourself that remained hidden from your own view when you look at yourself in the mirror. Your intense gaze left a lasting impact on my wounded heart, a memory that lingered until the very end. Farewell, my enigmatic Mr. Reeves, until our paths meet again. 💜