There’s no doubt we loved each other, but we hurt each other so badly. Our relationship is like a vase shattered into pieces so numerous and small it can never be put back together. Without kindness, understanding and forgiveness our love did not survive. A.O.
than those who
will not admit
they are wrong.
Francois de La Rochefoucauld
After we broke up I found traces of you for months. I’ve always since wondered how could someone lose so many bobby pins? Did you leave them all over on purpose for me to find? My wounds have healed and the reminders I find bring up good memories now. K.D.
One by one.
From the song “Walking Away” by Jonny Lang
I thought you didn’t love me, or at least not enough to make a life together. So I moved on, searching for something I never found. I see now it was me who wasn’t ready to commit to you when I had the chance. Interesting how life has turned the table on me. J.M.
has a cruel sense of humor,
giving you the thing
you always wanted
at the worst time possible.
Time is healing my broken heart and clearing my mistaken mind. Your opinions of me were so wrong. I was never as bad as you made me out to be. My opinions of you were so wrong too. You weren’t all that great and did little for me except make my life miserable. P.S.
A man never knows
how to say goodbye;
a woman never knows
when to say it.
Usually missing you is only a dull ache in the back of my sub-conscious. But sometimes all the memories wake up and take me down for a day or two. I get through those times by remembering happy moments and feeling gratitude that you once loved me. M.P.
All the lonely nights
and all the crushing scenes
and all the pointless fights.
Someone tell me what it means.
Someone tell me why hearts break.
I’m giving up on happy endings.
I’ve done too much for you and the only logical next step is to stop; leave you; walk away. I can’t fix you. I’m drawing a line to separate desperation from determination. I’m determined to have a better life and feeling desperate over you will never allow it. I’m sorry but this is goodbye. C.B.
Sometimes you end up losing yourself
trying to hold onto someone
who doesn’t care about losing you.
Love’s either slowing growing or slowly dying. It’s always one or the other. Love never stands still. With one’s intellect not much can be done to sway it one way or the other. If we could start over, I would. But that’s not possible. How do I tell you I don’t love you anymore? A.W.
First best is falling in love.
Second best is being in love.
Least best is falling out of love.
But any of it is better
than never having been in love.
The phrase is over-used but accurate; “you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone”. I was self-absorbed and forgot you were as important in our relationship as me. I treated you badly. When you’d had enough; you left. I thought you’d come back, but you didn’t. V.M.
I know that’s what people say–
you’ll get over it.
I’d say it, too,
But I know it’s not true.
Oh, you’ll be happy again,
But you won’t forget.
Every time you fall in love
it will be because
something in the man reminds you of him.
I am only me. No more. No less. You tried so hard to change me. If you didn’t like who I am why did you stay for so long? The bitterness from attempting to be someone you wanted will take a long time to get over. I’ve lost part of me and have to find it. I’m lost. L.E.
Every broken heart has screamed
at one time or another:
“Why can’t you see who I truly am?”
Once I looked clearly at all the pieces there wasn’t a puzzle anymore. We just don’t fit together. The two of us are far too different. It won’t work! All the pieces are from two very different puzzles. It hurts like hell to say, but we’re not meant to be together. H.W.
Frustrated because I can’t tell if it’s real.
Mad because I don’t know how you feel.
Upset because we can’t make it right.
Sad because I need you day and night.
Angry because you won’t take my hand.
Aggravated because you don’t understand.
Disappointed because we can’t be together,
but still I’ll love you forever.