Falling for the Wrong Person

broken20heart11My heart’s broken. I hardly sleep. I obsess over you day and night. Yet, I know you were not right for me. I knew it all along, but that didn’t keep me from loving you. Knowing I fell for the wrong person does not lessen the pain of this lesson I am being taught. A.P.

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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.
Unknown

What Might Be

broken20heart11Outwardly it appears I have moved on and that’s true… well, mostly… sometimes. There’s no doubt you have moved on and I am just a fixture in your past. But for me my love for you still bounces between what was and what I still have hope for what might be. S.P.

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I’m so tired, but I can’t sleep…
standing on the edge of something much too deep…
funny how I feel so much but cannot say a word…
we are screaming inside, oh, but we can’t be heard…
so afraid to love you, more afraid to lose…
clinging to a past..
Sarah McLachlan

Some Remains Forever

broken20heart11There is something beautiful about all scars, whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed; done with. But that does not mean feelings die completely. Where ever there has been love, some remains forever. A.O.

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A heartbreak is a blessing from God.
It’s just his way of letting you realize
He saved you from the wrong one.
Author Unknown

Love Dies Slowly

broken20heart11I read some where that “a heartbreak is a blessing from God. It’s just His way of letting you realize He saved you from the wrong one”. No matter how true that is, my heart is still broken and I am a long way from being over you. Love dies slowly. F.P.

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The heart dies a slow death,
shedding each hope like leaves
until one day there are none.
No hopes. Nothing remains.
Arthur Golden

As Honey Drips

broken20heart11When I know something is not meant for me, I have learned to let go. That is not a weakness. Rather I am doing the right thing for myself by fighting the urge of wanting what is not good for me. How much I love you is not worth the misery it brings. C.P.

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Love doesn’t go out like a light
or with a bang.
It passes away
as slow as honey drips
onto your morning toast.
Love clings to your being
just as wet clothes to skin,
but clothes dry
and so will your tears.
The nights become simpler
and the waves of unbearable heat
grow to be short flashes of subtle warmth,
and soon love will be
just a distant pang in the right back corner
of your still-beating heart.
From a poem found at http://poetrysync.blogspot.com/2013/07/

Strong Enough

broken20heart11It hurts to say goodbye to the person you almost gave your life to knowing that life won’t be the same without them. But its better to give rather than know you’re the only one fighting. I fought for our love and lost. You barely tried. E.O.

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Giving up doesn’t always
mean you are weak;
sometimes it means
that you are strong
enough to let go.
Author Unknown

A Terminal Condition

broken20heart11Finally someone has entered my heart who I love with an intensity greater than my feelings for you. For years I’ve carried deep regret and heartache thinking it was a terminal condition. Never did I think I could feel this alive again. T.G.

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When you love, you get hurt.
When you get hurt, you hate.
When you hate, you try to forget.
When you try to forget, you start missing.
And when you start missing…
you’ll eventually fall in Love again.
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