With you I learned to love. I learned how to live, laugh and be happy. And I learned how to cry with from a level of pain never felt before. Now you’re gone. I have to get over you and go on by myself. Even knowing where we’d end up, I would still do it all again. S.E.
Love can give you such happiness,
then can break the very heart it filled,
leaving a hole that can never be fixed
or protected by any armour.
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.
Memories: the way you twisted your hair with one finger; how you love Asian seafood dishes; that old sweatshirt with all the holes you wore a lot; your fondness for hats; the little noise your lips made as we finished a kiss; I will always love you like no other. D.L.
Your sweet scent will forever be with me,
reminding me of the love we once shared.
I will breathe in the memories
until we meet again.
Donna L. Jones
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
I thought settling down wasn’t for me. You came along and swept me off my feet. I was so in love with you but afraid I could not be with one man for the rest of my life. It’s been three years since I broke up with you. I was so very, very wrong. Please take me back. J.S.
The shattering of a heart
when being broken
is the loudest quiet ever.
Once in a while I still shed a tear over breaking up with you. Every time my mind screams “YOU SCREWED UP” because letting you go was a huge mistake . You moved on, married and have a child now. How do I forgive myself? How do I stop loving you? C.W.
They told me to give up, to let you go
and they promised that someday
I’ll find someone else. At first I believed them
but after a while I started realizing they were wrong.
Now you’re gone and you’re not coming back.
You moved on and forgot about me,
but I’m still here wishing someday
you will come back
and will have our second chance.
Mahmoud El Hallab
What is the lesson to I’m to learn from loving you? Is it that true love is lasting since I have carried you in my heart for decades? Is my lesson to be careful of who one loves? Is it to know the pain of love because I have caused it to others so often? What is it? F.Y.
The first step to wisdom is to know you know nothing
the way to appreciate is to start with nothing.
Well, all I know now is that I don’t have you
and all I posses is my craving for you.
I feel I’ve needed you since the beginning of time
on my way to wisdom I ask, will you ever be mine?
“Wisdom” by Derek del Barrio
I’ve discovered torment greater than knowing I hurt you; quietly standing by knowing someone else is causing you pain and suffering. When the fault was mine I could at least try to make amends and make things better. When it is someone else I am helpless. B.C.
There are wounds
that never show on the body
that are deeper and more hurtful
than anything that bleeds.
From “Mistral’s Kiss” by Laurell K. Hamilton
When we were together I didn’t really know what love was. No wonder we lost each other. Others passed through since, but no one grabbed me like you. Loving someone far away either kills love or strengthens it. I’ve carried you secretly in my heart for years. J.R.
A mighty pain to love it is,
And ’tis a pain that pain to miss;
But of all pains, the greatest pain
It is to love, but love in vain.
Would letting sleeping dogs lie have been best? It’s too late to wonder. The dogs of love are barking and only time will tell who gets hurt. It’s unavoidable someone will. A mirror reflects to me the most likely, but I won’t accept it unless reality leaves no other choice. S.B.
I hate to see the one I love
happy with somebody
but I surely hate it more
to see the one I love
unhappy with me…