You have herpes and did not admit it until I caught the disease from you. I wonder what other secrets you keep and ask myself frequently,”what else have you not told me”. The longer intrigue is hidden, the more damaging the truth is when told. G.T.
…when at last you find someone
to whom you feel you can pour out your soul,
you stop in shock at the words you utter -
they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless
and feeble from being kept
in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
From “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”
by Sylvia Plath
Instinctively I know one day you’re going to break my heart. You hide too much and keep secrets. When I ask to know more, you get upset and say you will never completely reveal yourself to me. I love you, but am addicted to being with you. C.B.
If you are going to love me, love me deeply.
If you’re going to break my heart, then break it all.
If you’re going to care, care for me completely.
If you decide not to hold me, then just let me fall.
If you are going to stay, then stay forever.
And if you want to leave, then do it today.
If you are going to change, then change for the better.
And if you are going to talk, then please mean what you say.
The days when we were falling in love were intense as the flames grew ever higher and higher. Then one day the fire died down to embers and soon after the coals were lifeless and black. Sustained love takes great tending. Dying love takes only indifference. L.L.
The flame of love
just a cold loneliness.
A friend made me feel better when he said, “Even though you failed in love and don’t have a special “someone” now, don’t worry! It’s nothing but your future partner’s prayer to keep you single until the two of you meet”. E.O.
Love is blind and love can be foolish.
Our heart doesn’t always love
the right people at the right time.
Sometimes we hurt the ones
that love us the most
and sometimes we love the ones
who don’t deserve our love at all.
Everything happens for a reason and nothing is a mistake if you learn from it. Keeping that attitude has helped me recover from you leaving me. Thank you for the good memories and what loving you taught me. I am better for it. The best is yet to come.
Watching you walk out of my life
does not make me bitter or cynical about love.
But rather makes me realize that if I wanted
so much to be with the wrong person how beautiful
it will be when the right one comes along.
It’s tough right now. I miss you, the things we did, our routines and how comfortable we used to be with each other. By choice, by deed, by accident or by death all relationships on Earth end. I know that and will hold you close in my heart for the rest of my days. S.E.
You are out of my sight,
but you will never be out of my heart.
I may not see your face,
but I will always remember your smile.
I will never hear your voice again
but you will forever whisper in my ear.
Why did I fall for someone who isn’t really for me? Should I blame myself for loving the wrong one? Or should I blame the man I fell for because he made me feel he was the right one? Or should I just chalk it up to a well learned lesson on the road of life? F.W.
You can not appreciate the right one
unless you meet some wrong ones.
My dreams seemed so possible before you. Then I imagined falling madly for someone and being happy with them for the rest of my life. Now I’m afraid. My dreams are broken. My belief in love is no longer pure and naive. I hate being a ‘grown-up’. R.P.
We ruined each other by being together.
We destroyed each other’s dreams.
I should have fought for you and not given up so easily when you told me it was over. Sure I called and wrote for a while but then I gave up. I’ll never know how close I was to winning to you back or if it was hopeless and I did the right thing. J.R.
Just because I’m not
forever by your side
doesn’t mean that’s not
precisely where I want to be.
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.