Just because we’re not together doesn’t mean I don’t love you. Since our destiny has not been a life together I think I love you even more. You’re the dream always in my mind, the hope never to leave my heart and the favorite ‘could-have-been’ in my soul. C.B.
If you could go back and change just one thing
about your life, would you? And if you did,
would that change make your life better?
Or, would that change ultimately break your heart?
Or break the heart of another?
Would you choose an entirely different path?
Or would you change just one thing?
Just one moment.
One moment that you always wanted back.
How was I to know watching you marry someone else would make me realize how much I love you? Now I’ll live with regret for the rest of my life. I’ll never invade your happiness to tell you how I feel. That wouldn’t be right. I’ll bear my secret quietly alone. P.D.
If love is like driving a car,
then I must be the worst driver
in the world. I missed all the signs
and ended up lost.
We spent eight years together. There are reminders everywhere. Things I still have, restaurants we liked, places where special moments happened, the neighborhood we lived in and even the streets we drove together all remind me of you; always will. C.S.
Forgetting isn’t enough.
You can paddle away
from the memories
and think they are gone.
But they will keep floating back,
and again and again.
They circle you, like sharks.
Time has smoothed off the rough edges of my memory. Now almost nothing but good times remain including some incredibly touching parts. The bad we shared wasn’t that bad and the joyful moments were amazing. We were just ‘kids” then who didn’t have a clue. E.T.
I am glad it cannot happen twice,
the fever of first love.
For it is a fever,
and a burden, too,
whatever the poets may say.
Daphne du Maurier
No matter what, I will always forget to forget about you. The more I try making what we shared a thing of my past, the more regret grows. I miss your smile; the way you kissed me; your laugh; feeling you against me and a thousand other things. I wish I didn’t. T.M.
I can’t completely let go of you,
Let go of us…
All I can say is I love you.
I know you don’t want to hear it,
But it makes no sense to pretend I don’t.
I miss you with all of me.
Things get easier,
but will never with you.
I’ll cry less,
But the pain will still be there.
The love we shared and gave to each other
Will always remain in my heart forever.
You hurt me when you pretended not to love me. I believed you and thought you didn’t care. Finding out years later you loved me all along doesn’t take away the pain felt and carried for years. But it will let the wound to heal to where now only a scar will remain.
There is a sacredness in tears.
They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.
They are messengers of overwhelming grief…
and unspeakable love.
It began in fourth grade when I began to “like” you. Through middle and high school sleep came most nights while thinking of you. We had one date to a dance when we were fourteen but you spent most the time with others. I never got to kiss you even one time. R.Y.
Think of that person you knew when you were a kid,
who you always thought you could have loved
completely and forever. Well, you could have.
It’s the truth, and it’s the saddest and simplest thing.
There isn’t just one person for each of us in the world.
There aren’t many, but there are always a few people
we could have made it with, that maybe we still want to make it with,
that press themselves so close to our hearts they leave scars,
and then slip through our fingers and disappear from our lives.
And it doesn’t make a difference if you’re thirteen or ninety-eight
because some things you feel are real, no matter when.
From “Flick” by Abigail Tarttelin
There are moments I wish I’d been simpler; wanted less; found fewer faults; lived more in the present; spent less time looking back and glancing forward. Young love can’t stand such scrutiny. I went looking for someone better but never even found your equal. D.O.
Sometimes I think I still can’t live without you.
A dull ache inside me
Realizes my yearning to be a part of your life.
The years have come and gone.
I never hear your name.
I don’t even know anyone who knows you.
Most of the time I believe I have changed –
Outgrown the ME who loved YOU.
A song, a scene, a scent
Catches my heart off guard,
And reminds me of you.
Even after all these years,
I think I still can’t live without you.
“With Time” by NancySue Krenrich Hamm
When 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.
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.
I yearn to hug you and feel your body against mine again. If I were ever in your arms again, it would be the blossom of an old dream. There’d be tears of joy and I’d hold you close for a long while, not wanting to let go…… if I were ever in your arms again. S.D.
You’re just scared and that’s okay.
But don’t throw away your chance for happiness
because you’re afraid to take the leap
or because you know someone ends up hurt.
No matter what you choose, someone
was always going to end up heartbroken.
But if there’s a chance two hearts
can be blissfully happy together in love,
then that’s worth the broken heart of one.
They will mend.
They will find love again and be happy.
From “Bound Together”
By Marie Coulson