It took falling in love again years after we parted to make me truly appreciate you. Before “us” I never knew what love or family was. I learned about those from being with you. I will forever be regretful of the pain I caused and grateful you loved me. C.B.
This is not a goodbye, my darling,
this is a thank you.
Thank you for coming into my life
and giving me joy,
thank you for loving me
and receiving my love in return.
Thank you for the memories
I will cherish forever.
But most of all,
thank you for showing me
that there will come a time
when I can eventually let you go.
Everything happens for a reason and nothing is a mistake if you learn from it. Keeping that attitude has helped me recover from you leaving me. Thank you for the good memories and what loving you taught me. I am better for it. The best is yet to come.
Watching you walk out of my life
does not make me bitter or cynical about love.
But rather makes me realize that if I wanted
so much to be with the wrong person how beautiful
it will be when the right one comes along.
Always I’ll remember that since you loved me once, even after twenty-five years there will still be some of that love left. No matter how much you deny it that love will be there. Whatever comes to you now or later my love for you will be part of its foundation. J.B.
At some point,
you have to realize
that some people
can stay in your heart
but not in your life.
For so long I have loved you that I can’t remember when I didn’t. Change and circumstances separated us. We went on with our lives with other people. With you my heart learned to love. Our first times are precious to me. I will treasure those memories always. R.Y.
Something about first love defies duplication.
Before it, your heart is blank. Unwritten.
After, the walls are left inscribed and graffitied.
When it ends, no amount of scrubbing
will purge the scrawled oaths and sketched images,
but sooner or later, you find that there’s space
for someone else, between the words and in the margins.
From “Where You Are” by Tammara Webber
I will remember her not as the one who broke my heart, but as the one who taught me how to love. I have healed enough to see the bond between some people lasts for some time and ends. But for a while it was magic; a true love that didn’t last. R.B.
In Nature, things are broken with a purpose;
clouds break to pour rains,
rivers break to water fields,
fields break to yield crops,
seeds break to yield plants…
so if ever you feel broken,
understand that you must be part
of a better and more beautiful purpose…
Loving you hurt like hell. It took a long time to recover. But I’m grateful for all of it. I learned a lot about myself in that whirlwind of pain. I’ll never think of it as a waste. As my lover, teacher and friend I will always love you and be grateful for what we shared. B.J.
Love takes off masks
that we fear we cannot live without
and know we cannot live within.
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.