You keep me guessing all the time. One day you’re sweet and loving. The next you’re cold and distant. Is it me? Is it your past haunting you? Is there someone from before that is still in your heart and mind? Do you really love me? Do you want me? Can I trust you? J.B.
is not madness
it is not love.
Pedro Calderón de la Barca
Why do you love me? Why do you want me in front of all others? There are times when such questions ring in my head and make me crazy. I’m sorry that happens, but there are moments when I wonder why someone so young and beautiful would want me. J.R.
…love is a two-sided coin. It can strengthen or stifle,
expand or enfeeble, perfect or pauperize.
When love is returned, we soar.
We are taken to heights unseen, where it delights,
invigorates, and beautifies.
When love is spurned, we feel crippled,
disconsolate, and bereaved.
Polish the coin and you will see
only requited love on both sides.
I was destined to love you
and I will belong to you forever.”
Sometimes I break my own heart then realize it’s of my own doing. You have done nothing. Re-assembling the pieces, I know everything is okay UNTIL the next time my restless mind takes over again. Oh, what torture I put myself through for no good reason. C.T.
We are often insane with happiness.
We are also very unhappy for reasons
neither of us can do anything about.
Like being separated.
Falling was only the beginning. Loving you is the real journey. I discovered over time you’re not what you presented yourself to be. Instead of kind, tender and considerate, you’re actually self-centered, cruel and callous. I’m not sure how long I can take this. W.P.
Love takes off masks
that we fear we cannot live without
and know we cannot live within.
I say too much. I dream too much. I try to make things the way I want them to be, instead of how they are. I want things to be better, but often end up hurting you with my good intentions. Please look through my neediness and see my true love for you. M.E..
Cinderella walked on broken glass.
Sleeping Beauty let a whole lifetime pass.
Belle fell in love with a hideous beast.
Jasmine married a common thief.
Ariel walked on land for love and life.
Snow White barely escaped a knife.
It was all about blood, sweat, and tears.
Because love means facing your biggest fears.
From the moment we met passion and feelings of attachment swept us away. As the winds of attraction calmed I found myself trying to be what I thought you wanted, instead of who I was. In time I grew to hate myself. To save me, I had to leave you. G.T.
As soon as the love relationship
does not lead me to me,
as soon as I in a love relationship
do not lead another person to himself,
this love, even if it seems to be the most secure
and ecstatic attachment I have ever experienced,
is not true love.
For real love is dedicated to continual becoming.
When 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.
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/
I can’t see how there will ever come a time when I can tell you me feelings. You’re my best friend’s partner. Professing my love to you would be wrong, but it lives secretly inside me just the same. It’s hard to pretend something so strong does not exist. S.S.
If only he knew how much I love him,
If only he knew how much I adore him,
If only he knew how much I need him,
If only he knew how afraid I am to tell him,
If only he knew how he makes me smile,
Makes me cry,
Makes me dream,
Makes my heart jump…
If only he knew how much I want him,
If only he knew how much I love him,
If only he knew…
Today when I felt your arms around me, my ugly world disappeared. I know it was wrong, but I just wanted you to hold me forever. How can something that feels so right be immoral? The truly wicked thing in my life is the relationship I had to go home to. R.B.
The desire to love someone always exceeds
the desire to be loved by someone
and that’s exactly why we end up loving
the person who doesn’t deserve that Love.
At first losing you filled me with pain and little else. As time passed I began to see how blessed I was to have loved you and to have been loved by you. Sometimes a person comes into a life and then passes on but that makes the goodness of that love no less. B.F.
I’d rather love a million times
and have my heart-broken every time,
than hold a permanently empty heart forever.