Part of my attraction was how reckless you are. For a while your wild and uncontrolled ways seemed cool, sexy and exciting. Now after giving you my heart I have come to see you clearly as irresponsible, thoughtless and out of control. I’m scared to leave you. W.T.
We cannot love a person with an all accepting,
transcending and encompassing love
without being hurt somewhat,
without being disappointed,
without being failed of our expectations.
We cannot love without being broken,
yet we cannot continue in love
without being stronger than our brokenness.
From “Mend My Broken Heart” by Jocelyn Soriano
For so long I tried to hate you. What I couldn’t see was all I accomplished was to build a hard outer heart hiding my love for you inside. Over time the crust disintegrated and I was able to let you go. It was only then I realized loving you had been good for me.
Love is never lost.
If not reciprocated,
it will flow back
and purify the heart.
I don’t understand why I let myself stay with you after all your lies and the tears I have cried. The hold you have had on me is nearly gone. I have had enough. I’ll be gone soon. You’ve had a thousand chances to treat me better and have wasted every one. V.M.
There are times when the actual experience
of leaving something makes you wish desperately
that you could stay, and then there are times
when the leaving reminds you a hundred times over
why exactly you had to leave in the first place.
You go to a game when there’s work to be done on our house. We never go out, but you often get drunk with your buddies. You have no ambition. The only job you’re able to keep is in construction. I’m tired of taking care of two kids when one of them is you! B.O.
Most people don’t grow up.
Most people age.
They find parking spaces,
honor their credit cards,
get married, have children,
and call that maturity.
What that is, is aging.
Love was here and now it’s gone. I can’t tell you why I was in love with you and now am not. It just happened. Maybe there is no forever and a relationship works only for its time, whether two years or fifty. We both need to move on before we end up hating each other. P.S.
Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes.
Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow.
Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally
forward in whatever way they like.
I just realized I haven’t shed a tear over the end of “us” for over a year. I still think of you, but so very slowly, you are fading into memory. Letting you go is the hardest thing I have ever done in spite of how much you hurt me. I’ll never love again like I loved you. J.Y.
Yet nothing can to nothing fall,
Nor any place be empty quite;
Therefore I think my breast hath all
Those pieces still, though they be not unite;
And now, as broken glasses show
A hundred lesser faces, so
My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore,
But after one such love, can love no more.
You left me saying only “you needed space” and never came back. I hated you for a long time. You ignored every phone call, text and letter. As the months passed I began to realize you didn’t deserve the strong hold on me that hating you caused. So I let you go. S.P.
If you want to forget something or someone,
never hate it, or never hate him/her.
Everything and everyone that you hate
is engraved upon your heart;
if you want to let go of something,
if you want to forget, you cannot hate.
C. Joybell C.
I used think meeting someone, falling in love and making a meaningful life together would not be difficult. I was young and naïve. You’re just the latest to lie, disappoint and hurt me. Finally I’ve realized the problem is me! I always pick women who are bad for me. E.K.
That feeling you get in your stomach
when your heart’s broken:
It’s like all the butterflies just died.
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.
Thinking I would be safe if I lived alone and did not fall in love again was flawed thinking. Over time my sadness grew and life became colorless with little taste. Now I know mourning a broken heart is better than having a heart that is dead. Finally I am facing losing you. A.E.
The person who tries to live alone
will not succeed as a human being.
His heart withers
if it does not answer another heart.
His mind shrinks away if he hears
only the echoes of his own thoughts
and finds no other inspiration.
Pearl S. Buck