You said you had told me everything. I believed you or at least wanted to. There was always a nagging feeling you kept secrets but I loved you so much I ignored it. How was I to know you withheld so much it caused our marriage to fall like a house of cards. D.S.
… secrets are terrible things.
Even the simplest ones…
Even though we had both vowed our love to another, temptation overtook us. Our affair messed up everything. We got divorces to be together but our marriage failed. Why did we ever expect anything else? What we shared was founded on lies and deceit. R.W.
The truth that survives
is simply the lie
that is pleasantest to believe.
H. L. Mencken
I don’t know which I would rather believe; that you never did care or that you eventually stopped. If you never actually loved me, it’s my fault for thinking you did. If you loved me and then stopped it’s your fault for making me think you’d always love me. H.S.
There were many ways of breaking a heart.
Stories were full of hearts being broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream,
whatever that dream might be.
You’re so wicked and good at deception. Otherwise, you could not have fooled me for as long as you did. You’re a despicable liar and a low down thief, but the worst is my heart was truly innocent when you broke it into a thousand pieces. It will never be the same again. K.R.
The weak sometimes wish
to be thought wicked,
but the wicked always wish
to be thought virtuous.
I’m so confused and don’t know what to do. I love you and I love her. Often I can’t imagine being with anyone other than you. At other times I can’t fathom letting her go. I have to choose! Both of you are going to find out eventually. I’ll lose both of you and be hated! M.P.
If you love two people at the same time,
choose the second.
Because if you really loved the first one,
you wouldn’t have fallen for the second.
You are not who you made me believe you were. What you shared about your past was ALL lies! You got me to tell you my dreams and then said yours were the same. You worked so hard at being something you’re not, and for what? To get into my pants? You’re a FAKE! D.B.
How can it be
That you can’t see me?
I stand before your non-seeing eyes
With blood on my wrists and begin to cry.
I run to the comforting corner between the walls.
I cannot take this hurt, these lies; not at all.
How can it be
That I’m on my own, but still not free?
From an on-line poem - author noted only as “justjosie”
One day you’ll feel the pain I felt when I learned what everyone else already knew: you were cheating all while we were together. You’re corrupt, immoral, dishonorable, devious and deceitful! It’s all going to come back to you one day when what you did happens to you. S.N.
A devoted lover but a two-faced brute
Dedicated to one but committed to all;
Romantic tongue is his charming facade
Deceit is wrapped in his captivating arms.
He built a fancy and splendid world for us.
Promised me comfort and love till death.
He shared his hopes, thoughts and dreams.
He revealed his fears, sorrows and pain.
He gave me a glimpse of his thrilling life
And made me feel we are united and one.
I entrusted my heart, I relied on his love.
Oh, how enticing are his broken promises.
How captivating are his infeasible vows.
How enchanting are his lullaby of lies.
I was deceived by his cheating heart.
I was fooled by his false affection.
Now I am trapped in the dungeon of pain.
From “Faithful Two-timer” by Hana Kamid
Did you use me to get your old girlfriend back? It seems like I was only to make her jealous and regret leaving you. It must’ve worked because she’s back. All you told me was “I don’t want to see you more”. It’s wrong to play with someone’s heart the way you did with mine. F.T.
It’s becoming more evident
Much more obvious to me
I thought much more of you
Than you ever thought of me.
Was this my biggest mistake
Letting myself think you cared
Was I just your marionette
With heartstrings open and bared?
With me left here still thinking
What was false, what was true
So puzzling and so complex
I’m left to await another clue.
“Heartstrings Played Upon”
Cheating and lying aren’t relationship problems, they’re reasons to break up! There’s nothing to work out ’cause the damage can’t be repaired. I’ve found what you’re best at: LYING! I used to think I wasn’t good enough for you, but now know you don’t deserve me. J.J.
I’m not the silly romantic you think.
I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars.
I don’t want gemstones or gold.
I have those things already.
I want…a steady hand.
A kind soul.
I want to fall asleep, and wake,
knowing my heart is safe.
I want to love, and be loved.
I thought I could save you. My heart told me if I loved you enough you would change. So many times you convinced me you had beat your addiction, but after a short time you always let the drugs take you over again. I love you but I can’t live in this craziness any more. A.E.
Well, love is insanity.
The ancient Greeks knew that.
It is the taking over
of a rational and lucid mind
by delusion and self-destruction.
You lose yourself,
You have no power over yourself,
You can’t even think straight.