My heart got broken so many times because I put so much pressure on it. And then... I got blindsided.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I've had my heart broken and then gone out and done dumb things.
A pain stabbed my heart as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.
My heart was beating out of my chest.
I've had my heart broken one too many times.
It took me realizing that a broken heart has never actually killed anyone to find the courage to ask for what I want, in just about every situation. That was part of my own growing up.
I think that's very sad, that I haven't allowed my heart to be broken. I have broken a few.
My heart started running away, like a pack of horses. Then it slowed down and became irregular.
The condition of the wounded touched my heart deeply.
My heart has never been broken, I've never broken anyone else's.
I've never had my heart broken.