My pride got the best of me. Anger blinded me over something near meaningless. You said you were tired of me beating you up emotionally over the smallest things and left. I thought you’d come back. It’s been weeks now and I don’t know where you are. L.S.
Too often we don’t realize what we have until it’s gone.
Too often we’re too stubborn to say “I’m sorry, I was wrong.”
Too often It seems we hurt the ones closest to our hearts.
And we let the most foolish things tear us apart.
I can’t make you love me, want me, or understand me. All I can do Is hope that someday you will. I’m not going to sit around waiting for you, but I will keep hoping you’ll want me before time creates too vast a distance between us. I’m waiting, but not forever. C.N.
In my story you’re the villain.
But in my heart,
you’re still the reigning King.
Coco J. Ginger
Friends tell me to move on, but they don’t understand the depth of feeling in my heart for you. Digging that love out of me is like trying to shovel quicksand. With every attempt more falls back in than I can dig out and I get pulled deeper into the quagmire. T.G.
You say that love is nonsense.
I tell you it is no such thing.
For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain,
an ache about the heart, never leaving one,
by night or by day; a long strain on one’s nerves
like toothache or rheumatism,
not intolerable at any one instant,
but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength.
Henry Brooks Adams
A hopeless fool I am; an addict. My substance of choice does not come in a pill or glass; it’s you. Like a junkie who can’t get a fix I shake, sweat and grieve doing my best to shake this habit since you don’t want me anymore. I feel like I am dying. B.R.
Everyone has an addiction,
mine happens to be you.
To this day I am still hoping you will forgive me and show up at my door. I dream of opening it and standing there you say “I have forgiven you. I love you. I can’t live without you”. Sadly that sort of redemption is only in the movies and never in real life. H.M.
Betraying and deceiving you,
I surely had no right
To snatch away such a precious gem;
A dark thief in the night.
To hear those forbidden words,
To vanquish all the pain,
To understand my dearest wish:
To know you once again.
My childhood was rough. Everything possession I came from hard work. Working three jobs at once was difficult. All that pales in comparison to losing you. Even after all I’ve endured I’m right back where I started, feeling like a lost little girl again. S.D.
I am still standing on same spot,
Where you left my heart to rot,
I first thought I’d make it through,
But, seems like I can’t stop loving you,
It is getting very hard to be strong,
’Cause I have been missing you so long,
And now I don’t have anymore tears to cry,
Still my heart’s can’t seem to say goodbye…
Standing with a quivering smile I was trying so hard not to cry as we said goodbye. Will you come back like you promised? Will your love remain strong through the distance? I will be here waiting, hoping and praying you’ll come home safely to me. K.B.
I want to be strong
for you right now
but the thought of you
leaving is killing me inside.
Why do I want you back? Why can’t I hate you? Why can’t I let go of our memories? Why do I find it hard to forget you? So many ‘why’s’ but the most unanswered one is why do I still love you after you said goodbye because you wanted your freedom? WHY? L.L.
After tonight, as it all ends,
will we end up just as friends?
After tonight, as you leave my side,
will you cry like I do till the tears subside?
After tonight, as you tell me we’re through,
will you ever realize I still love you?
I know I’m better off without you, but I remain drawn toward you like I have been to no other. It’s self-destructive to love someone so secretive, shadowy and dangerous. I’ve turned into an addict. You’re my drug. I can no longer get a fix because you left me. M.W.
I am taking this in, slowly,
Taking it into my body.
This grief. How slow
The body is to realize
You are never coming back.
My life’s a mess. My heart aches. My head hurts. I can’t sleep. Work sucks. Going to sleep is hard. Waking up feeling sad is harder. I can’t concentrate. I’m not eating. I’m neglecting my friends and family. Without you I am a rudderless ship in rough water. B.C.
I am lost without you.
I am soulless, a drifter without a home,
a solitary bird in a flight to nowhere.
I am all these things,
and I am nothing at all.
This, my darling,
is my life without you.
From “Message in a Bottle”
by Nicholas Sparks