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
My heart has been broken many times and disappointed many times more. Mistakes and ill choices were often made in ignorance. But I am older, wiser and know better how to love and be loved now. As long my lungs breathe I will hope for the ‘one’ to find me. O.O.
Could it be that I once saw you
In a dream as old as time
And could it be the arms holding you
Were really mine the whole time?
Could you have been my one and only
The reason I woke each new day
The one thing I always needed
The one for whom I use to pray?
Could it be that I still love you
And once again I’ll find
That you’re not just a memory
Only to be viewed in my mind?
Could it be, oh Lord I pray,
Just one thing I ask of you
If you’re out there waiting
You’ll try to find me too?
Taken from “Could It Be” by Freida Martinez
Never thought my broken heart would begin to mend, much less want to love again. Doubts swirl as old wounds ache with the thought of giving my heart once more, but I am stronger and better now. I have just enough left to risk it all and love one more time. J.R.B.
is like a
is learning them.
Looking back ten years later the certainty of youth looks like childish chaos. There’s no doubt we loved each other, but hurt each other so badly. We didn’t know any better. For my part I’m sorry and forgive you for yours. You’re in my heart now and forever. T.O.
I loved you yesterday,
I love you still,
I always have,
and I always will.
You were the latest in a long line of “wrong people” I got involved with. I finally understand my problem. The consistent thread between all the abusive relationships I’ve been in is me! Realizing my ability to pick a good partner is messed up is the first step in fixing that. L.S.
Be the flame,
not the moth.