There are still some bad moments, but more good ones now. What you did has faded a little and the knowing is not constantly on fire. My grief is slowly diminishing. My hurt is healing. I’m still here. I want to trust you again. Do you see how much I love you? G.W.
Stab the body and it heals,
but injure the heart
and the wound lasts a lifetime.
Sound I stay? Should I go? Is running best or is hanging on to you for dear life better? Will you recover from your addiction to want only me? Can I love you the way I need to after now knowing the truth about you? For now, I just want to stay and be with you. M.E.
The Moth don’t care when he sees The Flame.
He might get burned, but he’s in the game.
And once he’s in, he can’t go back,
He’ll beat his wings ’til he burns them black…
No, The Moth don’t care when he sees The Flame. . .
The Moth don’t care if The Flame is real,
‘Cause Flame and Moth got a sweetheart deal.
And nothing fuels a good flirtation,
Like Need and Anger and Desperation…
No, The Moth don’t care if The Flame is real. . .
How you kept me from seeing what you were texting on your phone was a clue, but I let it go. I love you. Now your secrets are out. You’ve never been faithful to me and cheated the whole time. I’ll give you a second chance, but only one to deal with your addiction. C.B.
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark,
in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite,
the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero
in your soul perish, in lonely frustration
for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach.
Check your road and the nature of your battle.
The world you desired can be won.
It exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.
It was just a few nights. You took what you wanted, then dumped me. For you it was casual sex like scratching an itch. For me it was more. I feel dirty & used from giving all of myself to another man who didn’t deserve me. You’d think I’d have learned by now. S.F.
I’m not supposed to love you,
I’m not supposed to care
I’m not supposed to live my life,
wishing you were there
I’m not supposed to wonder
where you are or what you do
I’m sorry I just can’t help myself,
I fell in love with you.
You have broken my heart. By jumping to conclusions and only seeing things your way your reason for leaving me behind is, in no small measure, a figment of your imagination. The outcome is the same: I have lost my best friend. Very sad. C.B.
At some point of your life,
you will become aware
that some people can stay
in your heart but not in your life.
Who am I? I don’t know anymore. I used to, but now I don’t. You coming into my life changed me permanently. Now you leaving me behind is changing me even further into someone, something, I don’t like. Love is dying and I’m dying with it. T.G.
I want to cry
I want to scream
I want to tell you mostly
I hate that I’m so afraid of everything
I hate that you’re the one thing I want the most but can’t have
I hate that you let me go before I got even got to say goodbye
I wish that you would come back to me
I wish I were strong enough to say no to you
I wish I could believe my own lies I use to cover up the pain you left
I need to move on says my head
I need to hold on says my heart
I need to decide says my mind
I envy the way this hasn’t hurt you at all
I envy her
I envy the fact you don’t understand what this feels like at all
I want to hurt you
I want to be with you
I want this nightmare to be over
I wish I could make things they were before you
I wish I could change time
I wish I could change you
I wish I could have hurt you before you hurt me
I wish I would have given you the letter when I wanted
I need you out of my thoughts
I need you out of my heart
I need to start doing things for me
I hate that you used me
I hate that I gave you something I can never have back
I hate that I wasted it with you
I’m tired of hoping aimlessly for you
I’m tired of wanting something I can’t have
I’m tired of hurting me for things that aren’t my fault
I’m sorry I was good enough
I’m sorry I defended you when everyone else was right
I’m sorry I couldn’t make you happy
Funny though how you never once said sorry for hurting me,
for breaking me,
for not loving me.
You hurt my feelings and I forgave you over and over. In public you embarrassed me frequently and I excused your behavior. You cheated on me and I pardoned you in my heart for your unfaithfulness. Last night you hit me. Enough! This time I’m gone. E.D.
I’m guilty of giving people
more chances than they deserve
but when I’m done, I’m done.
I wish you had told me from the start you were going to break my heart. Then I would have seen it coming or at least known one day the heartbreak would arrive. Never did I imagine you would leave me. I thought we’d always be together. O.W.
Trying to forget
someone you love is
like trying to
you never met.
This is not the life I hoped for. How did I end up so far away from my dreams? Simple, I loved you. You sucked me dry and left me with broken emotions. I hardly know how to even think any more. There have been fools as big, but none greater than me. O.M.
Her heart is played like well-worn strings;
in her eyes,
the sadness sings -
of one who was destined
for better things.
What has become of us? Well, I know what has become of you: an old lover pulled you back and you gave in for one night. No matter how much I love you, I can’t be with you any more. I feel violated and where trust once was is only suspicion. H.M.
I knew that this would happen
that you would break my heart.
It was stupid of me not to listen;
I was stupid from the start.
You told me you were different…
From “Broken Heart” by Latoya B