It took me a long time to get over what loving you did to me. I was lost like a boat without a rudder or sail. Even adrift I was still headed somewhere, I just didn’t know my destination. Then I found out. I arrived right where I was, able and ready to love again. B.M.
If I am to be fallen into love, I will.
And if as a result I will appear to be stupid,
disillusioned, and of poor judgment, I will.
And I would be damned if I cared what other people think.
For I would rather be thought of as all of these things, than not love.
If in loving, I become the naked woman on the horse,
I will ride that horse with my head held high.
This is my spirit. I am unbreakable.
I learned you saying “I love you” all the time was your excuse for never having to show it. You put yourself before me most of the time and didn’t tell me things you should have. Out of all my memories of you, in only a few did you show me love and kindness.
Love is not about
how much you say ‘I love you,’
but how much
you can prove that it’s true.
You said I was beautiful. I didn’t believe it. I saw a woman too tall, overweight with lousy hair and big feet. When you’d say “you’re perfect for me” I though it couldn’t be true. I wish I had listened. I put myself down for so much for so long, you got tired of it and left. C.S.
She wanted to have him hold her
and tell her all the demons were pretend,
that there was no monster in her closet,
that everything would be okay.
But that was a lie.
The demon was in her head,
telling her she was too fat.
She had to get the demon out.
But she couldn’t do it by herself.
Jackie Morse Kessler
Out of the blue I started crying at lunch today, not because I miss you, but because I realized I’m going to be alright without you. It was a bittersweet moment with sadness for what was and happiness for knowing I will love again one day. E.L.
Failure of love hurts
like falling down.
In the end you’re left hurt,
with a memory of it forever.
Why I never told you the full truth seems so foolish now. I was fearful to speak; afraid you’d run away if I said I loved you with every milligram of me. Like a flower yearns for rain I long for you. I want you. I need you. I love you. Please don’t go; stay with me. H.N.
I’m sitting there waiting for you;
Waiting… hope by hope.
Deep inside my heart, I’m in pain
Because I really need you to be by my side.
REALLY! I’m not lying to you
I don’t want you to leave.
Even though I always said
That you can leave.
I’m lying to you.
You’re my everything.
I really love you.
I need you for every part of my life.
Adapted from an anonymous on-line post
How was I to know watching you marry someone else would make me realize how much I love you? Now I’ll live with regret for the rest of my life. I’ll never invade your happiness to tell you how I feel. That wouldn’t be right. I’ll bear my secret quietly alone. P.D.
If love is like driving a car,
then I must be the worst driver
in the world. I missed all the signs
and ended up lost.
Love for you still lives in my heart but I’m different now.
You broke me. NO, you shattered me into pieces. Once I put myself back together the person who emerged is not the old quiet and compliant me. I’m stronger with lots of confidence. Are you ready for that? L.K.
Yes you are forgiven,
come back to me
and we can start all over again…
But one thing is for sure,
after you broke me
I’m not the same person
that you hurt before…
Romance has little reverence for age difference, but the mind does. While hearts may become parallel, differences of life experience can create a chasm. Fifteen years seemed small at first, but became insurmountable and broke us apart. J.B.
Whoever, in middle age,
attempts to realize
the wishes and hopes
of his early youth,
invariably deceives himself.
Each ten years of a man’s life
has its own fortunes,
its own hopes,
its own desires.
I knew from the start you were wrong for me, but I didn’t believe it. You said and did all the right things; at first. Then as the real you began to come out I was blinded by love and refused to see it. My unwillingness to see what you really were broke my heart. F.L.
When love is lost,
do not bow your head in sadness;
instead keep your head up high
and gaze into heaven for that is
where your broken heart
has been sent to heal.
I tried rid my heart of you. I pretended my feelings weren’t true and lied when I told others I’d purged my feelings. Now with acceptance a part of me will always love you, I feel better. There is healing and finally I’m moving on without my heart having to forget. S.A.
open their hearts?
“They get better.”