Category Archives: Secret love

Not Even A Little Bit

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broken20heart1Everyday 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.

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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

Never Saw You Again

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broken20heart1Getting involved with an engaged woman was crazy. The months we secretly shared were wonderful with plenty of horrible moments mixed in. The night before your wedding you showed up at my front door. We spent the night together. I never saw you again. D.E.

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It seemed so good when it started.
I gave my trust to you.
I came to you open-hearted,
Hoping it was true.
Now I’ve gotten smart.
Now I’ve learned some things.
Now I know that what once was a start,
Is just an ending.
The longest good-bye
I ever knew,
The longest good-bye
Was the day
I said hello to you.
Heather Lynn Rigaud

Perverse Sense of Fortune

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broken20heart1Destiny is twisted when it comes to us. It was your life that kept us apart long ago. Now years later fate has set fire to our love once more, but this time the shadow of impossibility comes from my side. Providence’s perverse sense of fortune is again teasing us. G.W.

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There’s
nothing
worse
than
meeting
the
perfect
person
at
the
wrong
time…
Unknown

Mighty Pain

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broken20heart1When 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.

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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.
Abraham Cowley

Rushing Out Like Water

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broken20heart1Sometimes I want to throw open the gates holding back my feelings and let them come rushing out like water through a dam break. But I can’t because you belong to another. Instead, I’ll keep hope strong and bide my time till you’re in my arms again. D.W.

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It’s hard to wait around for something
that you know might never happen ,
but it’s even harder to give up,
when you know it’s everything you want.
Unknown

No Matter How Long

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broken20heart1How long should I wait for the love of my lifetime to return? A year? five years? Ten? Twenty? That and more I’ve been waiting for you and didn’t know it. I tried substitutes but none worked for long. I’ve never felt as safe anywhere as I once did in your arms. C.B.

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If I die,
I will wait for you,
do you understand?
No matter how long.
I will watch from beyond
to make sure
you live every year
you have to its fullest,
and then we’ll
have so much to talk
about when
I see you again…
Jeaniene Frost

Silver Lining of Abundant Joy

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broken20heart1If love can be measured by depth of feeling, I’ve known great love, but it brought grief almost as great. As my sorrow over time proved the test is what remains once love is lost. Within my pain has always remained a left-behind silver lining of abundant joy. V.B.

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Love is a smoke
made with
the fume of sighs.
William Shakespeare

Never Cured

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broken20heart1The days are clear in memory when I couldn’t go more than ten minutes without thinking of you. Over time that yearning faded into the back of my mind; by no means cured, but put away safe. I’m glad I never got over you. It tells me the strength of my feelings. A.G.

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“You’ll get over it…”
It’s the clichés that cause the trouble.
To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever.
You don’t get over it because ‘it” is the person you loved.
The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never loses.
How could it?
This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it.
Why would I want them to?
From “Written on the Body” by Jeanette Winterson

What Do I Do With The Smoke

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broken20heart1It’s hard to forget someone who gave me so much to remember. Like hidden smoldering embers underneath ashes my memories of you have remained. Now my heart is beginning to flicker again with fire. I can hide the flames, but what do I do with the smoke? H.E.

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Sometimes,
the only soul that can mend a broken heart
is the one that broke it.
For they are the ones holding all the pieces.
Patti Roberts

Forget Her

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1A thousand, no, ten-thousand times I’ve wondered where you are, what you’re doing and if you ever think of me. I remember my feelings for you, start saying the forgetting poem to no avail and then go on bearing you in my heart; secretly; safely; unseen. M.E.

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Forget her name,
Forget her face,
Forget her smile,
Her warm embrace.
Forget her when they play our song,
Forget you cried the whole night long.
Forget you memorized her walk.
Forget the way she used to talk.
Forget the things she used to say.
Forget that she has gone away.
Forget her laugh.
Forget her grin.
Forget the dimples on her chin.
Forget the way she held you tight.
Forget she’s somewhere else tonight.
Forget the times that went so fast.
Forget her love that now has passed.
Forget she said she’d never leave you,
I can’t forget no matter what I do.