I looked for a long time. A day, a week, a month or a year eventually always showed each to be a bad match for me. Then you came along. We were so very happy until we made a mess of things. I can’t let go and don’t care who did what. I I only want you. C.A.
is hard to find,
hard to keep,
hard to forget.
I wonder how things might have turned out had we met at a different time. Never will there be doubt we loved each other, but we were committed to other people and dealing with the problems of those failing relationships. Is “us” still a possibility? D.K.
It’s scary being loved
because life is complicated
and all too often it throws you off balance
by sending you the right person at the wrong time.
Three times I have loved with all my heart. Twice I was hurt and left behind. Now I realize the other two were sent into my life to grow my heart’s ability to hold all the love inside I feel for you. For all my old pain that made it possible, I am grateful. M.E.
Sorrow is how we learn to love.
Your heart isn’t breaking.
It hurts because it’s getting larger.
The larger it gets, the more love it holds.
Rita Mae Brown
I want to feel happy again. I’m tired of hurting. I want to be in your arms again. I tired of not sleeping at night. I am sick of wearing fake smiles. I am waiting for you make me show a real smile again. I’m lost without you! Please come back to me. S.D.
There are many persons ready
to do what is right because in their hearts
they know it is right. But they hesitate,
waiting for the other…
to make the first move
and he, in turn, waits for you.
Love for you still lives in my heart but I’m different now.
You broke me. NO, you shattered me into pieces. Once I put myself back together the person who emerged is not the old quiet and compliant me. I’m stronger with lots of confidence. Are you ready for that? L.K.
Yes you are forgiven,
come back to me
and we can start all over again…
But one thing is for sure,
after you broke me
I’m not the same person
that you hurt before…
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.
Did you just get tired of me? Our life was peaceful, loving and happy. Did you get bored? Is that why you left me for someone else? Now you say you made a mistake and want us to get back together. How can I trust you again? I don’t think I can, at least not now. G.L.
Relationships are mysterious.
We doubt the positive qualities in others,
seldom the negative. You will say to your partner:
do you really love me? Are you sure you love me?
You will ask this a dozen times and drive the person nuts.
But you never ask: are you really mad at me?
Are you sure you’re angry? When someone is angry, you
don’t doubt it for a moment. Yet the reverse should be true.
We should doubt the negative in life, and have faith in the positive.
Not your fault. Not mind either. Over time, distance didn’t make the heart grow fonder; it made it forget instead. Neither of us is to blame. A thousand miles between us is. We have to either find a way to live in the same city and try again or move on separately. K.M.
I am sorry, so very sorry, my poor heart.
I promised you that you would never have
to know such pain ever again, and that a life frozen
would be best. I let you thaw out for a woman,
taking a risk. It was slow, as to ease you back into
the warmth, that I chose to allow you out. I hoped
you would burn brighter than you once did, and
you showed so much more than I could have imagined.
You knew the risks as well as I, and followed my lead.
I am sorry, that this has happened once more.
You deserve so much more than this pain I have allowed.
There’s no way to explain my behavior except male ego and stupidity; no logic in letting a moments pleasure come before us. It was only lust with nothing meaningful in it. You own my heart; always will. I don’t deserve it, but please forgive me; take me back. J.M.
Forgive me for being so careless
with the heart that loves me so well.
I love you. You may not believe it now,
but time will certainly tell.
I made a mistake. I have made you cry.
I broke your heart, there is not one reason why,
But I am truly sorry and I want you to know
That all the love I feel for you
I want a second chance to let it show.
I am sorry, Please forgive me and
I promise if you do you will never be sorry.
“Forgive Me” by Frederickia Wallace
I’m right back where I started long ago in a search for the great love of my life; one that shook me down to my soul; one I couldn’t get over no matter how hard I tried. Here I am back near the start knowing the “one” is you. I pray daily for another chance. C.B.
In life we don’t always get what we want;
hopes and dreams get washed away so easily,
hearts are broken, chances are missed,
and we always seem to end up
right back where we started.
From “Colliding Worlds”
by Rebecah McManus