It took me a long time to get over what loving you did to me. I was lost like a boat without a rudder or sail. Even adrift I was still headed somewhere, I just didn’t know my destination. Then I found out. I arrived right where I was, able and ready to love again. B.M.
If I am to be fallen into love, I will.
And if as a result I will appear to be stupid,
disillusioned, and of poor judgment, I will.
And I would be damned if I cared what other people think.
For I would rather be thought of as all of these things, than not love.
If in loving, I become the naked woman on the horse,
I will ride that horse with my head held high.
This is my spirit. I am unbreakable.
I learned you saying “I love you” all the time was your excuse for never having to show it. You put yourself before me most of the time and didn’t tell me things you should have. Out of all my memories of you, in only a few did you show me love and kindness.
Love is not about
how much you say ‘I love you,’
but how much
you can prove that it’s true.
My heart is still cluttered with memories of ‘us’. Like in a house filled with too many things I can’t find room for anyone new. It’s pathetic to hold on when you left me behind long ago. I wish I could be free of you. This love I carry is a curse. G.P.
I wish I knew how it would feel to be free;
I wish I could break all the chains holding me;
I wish I could say all the things that I should say;
say ‘em loud, say ‘em clear
for the whole round world to hear.
I wish I could share all the love that’s in my heart;
remove all the bars that keep us apart.
Lyrics from a Nina Simone song
by Bill Taylor and Dick Dallas
I wasn’t drunk, but I had put away a few when I decided to call you at home last night. When your phone went unanswered, a tear ran down my cheek. Now I’m glad you didn’t take my call. I promised to leave you alone and I will do better at keeping my word. S.P.
I remembered your phone number.
It came back to me easily
as these feelings
of loving you.
I miss you,
I wish you had been home.
I’m not angry with you for breaking my heart. I’m angry with myself for giving it to you. I knew better. Your reputation as a two-timing heartbreaker is near legendary. Thinking you’d treat me different was stupid and naive. Now I’m just another notch on your bedpost. D.C.
I think of you in Silence,
I often speak your name,
All I have left are memories
And a heart around your name.
My heart aches with sadness,
and all my tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know
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I didn’t really know what love truly was until you entered my heart. With all my being I gave myself to our marriage and believed we’d be together forever. I thought our love was extraordinary and you’ve never lie, cheat or hurt me. I was so very wrong.
Cheating on anyone
is deeper than people realize.
It destroys their outlook on love,
their future relationship
and peace within themselves.
Even though I don’t want you after how deeply you hurt me, my heart still jumps a half beat when I hear about you. Seeing you in the distance when you don’t see me rattles me for hours. No, I don’t want you but I still love you. Wish that would go away. L.M.
Every fairytale has a villain.
All high quality happy endings
involve a black-hearted monster.
I just didn’t want you to be mine.
Coco J. Ginger
Trying to stop caring about you has made me so f’ing miserable! I feel stupid because I can’t stop loving someone who hurt me like you did. Realizing I have no control over my heart, finally I’ve given up. It’ll heal when it does. Till then I must endure this love. J.S.
Love couldn’t be moved by circumstance,
poor choices, or even blatant lies;
skewed and damaged, yes,
but the heart couldn’t deny
what it wanted most once the desire was planted.
Whether in bliss or affliction, love owned you all the same.
From “The Tragedy of Knowledge” by Rachael Wade
All I am and thought I could be was yours, but it was not enough. How was I to know you were only playing around? You said all the right things and made the best moves to get me fall in love with you. I was ALL yours, but you grew tired of me and faded away. L.S.
To me our love was everything
and you were my whole life.
It is not very pleasant to realize
that to you it was only an episode.
From “The Painted Veil” by W. Somerset Maugham
Most of the time I’m fine; sometimes I’m not. Tears don’t show up often anymore when I remember what we shared. However, when I lie in bed at night remembering the tenderness in how we once made love, I cry tears on the outside and inside all over my heart. K.M.
Real Tears Are Not Those
That Fall From Eyes
And Cover The Face,
But Those That Fall From Heart
And Cover The Soul…