Life is too short to waste time with one who’s unworthy of my love. If I stay with you the right person for me will come along and I’ll miss them. I’ve been busy trying to change you, but I’m not going to do it anymore. You’re wrong for me and we both know it. A.L.
One rarely falls in love
without being as much attracted
to what is interestingly wrong with someone
as what is objectively healthy.
Alain de Botton
It took a divorce to teach me how marriage should work. That’s what I thought. Love has failed again and another decree is in my hands. The Eight Rules of Getting Over a Divorce: Fall down. Grieve. Get up. Try again. Forgive. Let go. Learn. Move on. J.B.
Americans, who make more of marrying for love
than any other people, also break up more of their marriages,
but the figure reflects not so much the failure of love
as the determination of people not to live without it.
It took a while to sort out, but I don’t think you were ever in love with me. Maybe you fell for someone you wanted me to be or thought you could make me into. You never took the time to know who I really am and see if you could love that person. J.J.
Many people do not fall in love;
they fall in love with the idea
of themselves being in love.
They never see the other person.
I don’t ask for much;
I only ask to be seen.
C. JoyBell C.
I am going to forget how much you hurt me, but I’ll never forget what loving you taught me. Trust should not be given while in the blindness of newly awakened passion. I will never get involved again believing a person with will change if I love them enough. A.T.
At some point,
you’ll have to realize
that some people
can stay in your heart,
but not in your life.
I wonder how things might have turned out if we had met now when we are both single instead of back when we were married. The deceit and stress of our affair damned us from the start. Something good is rarely successfully built from doing what is wrong. L.K.
A love affair is like a short story;
it has a beginning, a middle, and an end.
The beginning was easy, the middle might drag,
invaded by commonplace, but the end,
instead of being decisive and well-knit
with that element of revelatory surprise
as a well-written story should be,
it usually dissipated in a succession
of messy and humiliating anticlimaxes.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I knew from the start you were wrong for me, but I didn’t believe it. You said and did all the right things; at first. Then as the real you began to come out I was blinded by love and refused to see it. My unwillingness to see what you really were broke my heart. F.L.
When love is lost,
do not bow your head in sadness;
instead keep your head up high
and gaze into heaven for that is
where your broken heart
has been sent to heal.
What you did broke my heart into a thousand pieces and getting past that took a long time. Eventually I realized it was okay to love with all my heart and soul. However, the next time I won’t waste my love on someone unworthy who can’t love me full out in return. L.L.
What is love,
if not the
of all sanity,
Coco J. Ginger
It took many pieces of broken loves to build a person strong enough to know true love when it arrived. To all who hurt me, caused sleepless nights, made me cry and broke my heart; thank you. Now I’m able to only love someone worthy of giving my heart to. H.E.
Say what you mean and mean what you say.
Don’t expect others to read your mind,
and don’t play games with their heads and hearts.
Don’t tell half-truths and expect people to trust you
when the full truth comes out.
Half-truths are no better than lies.
And don’t ignore someone you care about,
because lack of concern hurts more than angry words.
Until the words “I don’t love you anymore” came from your lips I had no idea you were drifting way? Why did I let work take me over so completely that I was losing the most important person in my life and didn’t know it? Without you nothing else matters. T.P.
Isn’t it funny
how day by day
but when you look back
everything is different….
It took time to look back and appreciate how much loving you benefited me. We broke each other’s heart but learned how to love by being together. What was then is no more but our time is a sweet treasure to me. My heart has healed now. I am ready to love again. T.P.
I hid my heart in a nest of roses,
Out of the sun’s way, hidden apart;
In a softer bed than the soft white snow’s is,
Under the roses I hid my heart.
Algernon Charles Swinburne