We’re so different and the dissimilarities have taken their toll. Only time will tell if the differences will win or if love will. Either way, the love we have shared will always be. Nothing can take away the beauty we have shared and the wounds will heal… in time. C.B.
I’m here. I love you.
I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long,
I will stay with you.
There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love.
I will protect you until you die,
and after your death I will still protect you.
A turning point came. Grief grew from it for both of us. Our love was severely tested and its strength proven. Wounds are still healing, but the future looks bright. From the ashes of great pain is growing the greatest happiness I’ve ever known. J.R.B.
Grief, is also a form of joy.
The rose celebrates,
by falling apart,
petal by petal.
by weeping over,
I say too much. I dream too much. I try to make things the way I want them to be, instead of how they are. I want things to be better, but often end up hurting you with my good intentions. Please look through my neediness and see my true love for you. M.E..
Cinderella walked on broken glass.
Sleeping Beauty let a whole lifetime pass.
Belle fell in love with a hideous beast.
Jasmine married a common thief.
Ariel walked on land for love and life.
Snow White barely escaped a knife.
It was all about blood, sweat, and tears.
Because love means facing your biggest fears.
Thought we are no longer lovers, that special time we shared made our friendship so much deeper than it would be otherwise. Yes, it was difficult and complicated for a while as we became ‘just friends’ again, but I am so glad we made it. I cherish you.
I wish you a lifetime of love,
Happiness that never ends,
Songs of laughter,
Warmth of family and friends.
I wish you days that are bright
And filled with dreams,
A world of faith and hope
And joy that’s everlasting.
I wish you constant peace
And good days ahead.
You deserve this and more
My dear sweet friend.
Everyday at work I see you. We hang out in the same crowd on weekends. “Best friends” you often say we are, but for me it’s so much more. What am I supposed to do with all this love in my heart? Am I destined to carry it forever and you never know it’s there? C.A.
I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big, dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick —
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you’re always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh —
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around.
And the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you —
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
“10 Things I Hate About You”
By Katarina “Kat” Stratford
At night I dream of you. Thoughts about you bounce in my head all day. You’re my sister’s best friend and have been in our lives since we were little. I’ve loved you for so long I can’t recall when it started. I wish I had the strength to tell you and find out if you love me too. L.K.
You can make believe it happens
or pretend that something’s true.
You can wish or hope or contemplate
a thing you’d like to do.
But until you start to do it,
you will never see it through
‘cause the make-believe pretending
just won’t do it for you.
We moved too fast! Our haste created a firebreak where all possibility of love was burned out in blaze of passion. How unwise it was to allow our friendship to join the list of lovers we’ve known! Lovers are common and easy to locate. A true friend is rare; a difficult gift to find. J.R.
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little.
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you.
From “If You Forget Me” by Pablo Neruda
I was wrong to think you saw me as “the one” you loved. I wanted that so badly! So when I’d ask you out and you were kind and sweet to me I thought there was more to it than you intended. You never led me on. I created my broken heart with my own delusion. B.D.
It’s amazing, some people say these small things,
one sentence, and it changes the way you feel about them in an instant.
Small little words that can hurt you so much
or make you fall deeply in love forever.
It changes everything.
Nothing between you is ever really the same again
even if they don’t know it, it still happens.
We’re from different cultures. Our religions aren’t compatible. Our families don’t get along. You’re well educated. I didn’t finish high school. You’re rich, I’m poor. There’s so much distance separating us. It’s hard to admit but love is not enough to make it all OK. K.S.
There are things that
We don’t want to happen
But have to accept;
Things we don’t want to know
But have to learn;
We can’t live without
But have to let go.
Not once could I find the words. No time or place was ever just right for me to say “I love you”. We’ve been friends for seven years. I’ve loved you as far more than that for five of them. I waited too long and now you’re engaged. Do I keep my secret forever or tell you? W.F.
There is no greater agony
than bearing an untold story