Loving then losing stripped my heart of color and vibrance for a while. More than a year went by after you said goodbye before good memories of us began to paint the cracks of my heart with tints and hues of effervescent gratefulness for remembered love. C.W.
Love is eternal…
the aspect may change, but not the essence
There is the same difference in a person before
and after he is in love as there is in an unlighted lamp
and one that is burning. The lamp was there
and was a good lamp, but now it is shedding light too,
and that is its real function.
Vincent Van Gogh
We shared a decade’s worth of the rapture of love in the borrowed time we had. I thought I had loved before, but have known since love was shown to me the first time in your arms. Sometimes I miss that serenity more than I have words to explain. H.M.
To live in this world,
you must be able to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it against your bones
knowing your life depends on it;
and when the time comes, to let go.
Years have passed and although I have gotten accustomed to us not being together you are far from forgotten. Never a day goes by that something random does not remind me of you. The pain is past and now my memories are good. “We” were not a mistake. C.E.
The most important thing in life
is to learn how to give out love,
and to let it come in.
It took many pieces of broken loves to build a person strong enough to know true love when it arrived. To all who hurt me, caused sleepless nights, made me cry and broke my heart; thank you. Now I’m able to only love someone worthy of giving my heart to. H.E.
Say what you mean and mean what you say.
Don’t expect others to read your mind,
and don’t play games with their heads and hearts.
Don’t tell half-truths and expect people to trust you
when the full truth comes out.
Half-truths are no better than lies.
And don’t ignore someone you care about,
because lack of concern hurts more than angry words.
Sometimes I forget how much you hurt me. I don’t think you ever knew how my heart wept silently over you for years. It was a rewarding torture to love so richly and then live with the loss of you. Even in my darkest hour there has been joy to have loved so deeply. A.G.
be the food of love,
Give me excess of it;
The appetite may sicken,
and so die.
From “Twelfth Night”
by William Shakespeare
Image by George Frederick Watts
The pain from you casting me aside felt like it was going to kill me at times. The emptiness was crushing. Now two years later I still care about you, but it’s not a bad thing anymore. I’m in love with someone new now, but know you will always have a place in my heart. P.S.
Let no one who loves
be called altogether unhappy.
Even love unreturned has its rainbow
Eaton Stannard Barret
Our vacations to the sea are happily stuck in my mind. Waking Sunday mornings, reading the paper, drinking coffee and eating croissants with you is a favorite memory. It hurts we’re no longer together, but I have many wonderful memories of when you were my world. P.S.
Always remember to forget
the things that made you sad,
but never forget to remember
the things that made you glad.
Like exercise makes my arms stronger, loving you added strength to my heart. Even though my heart is hurting, the good of having loved you remains. Some days remembering makes life more difficult, but most often my life is better because you were once in it. J.B.
You left behind a broken heart
And happy memories too
But I never wanted memories
I only wanted You.
You believed in me when I didn’t deserve it. You stood by me when no one else would. But I let addiction almost destroy me. What we once shared was ruined by what I did. I’ve been sober now for seventeen months. Losing you broke me open and saved my life. E.S.
I understand that if you have never suffered
a broken heart, then you have never
really known what it is to truly be alive.
And I understand that at that precise moment,
when your heart breaks open,
that all you want to do is lay down and die!
Because you know that is the only way
the pain is ever going to stop.
The worst of the pain is behind me and now I clearly see I’m better for loving you and having been loved by you. It took time to separate light from dark, good from bad, but it’s obvious now. More than anything else ever in my life our love changed me for the better. C.S.
I hold it true, whate’er befall,
I feel it when I sorrow most;
‘Tis better to have loved and lost,
Than never to have loved at all.