Your job kept you on the road so much I lost track of who you are and you seemed like stranger. Even when you were in town you spent most of your time hanging out with your buddies. Now you’re surprised I am breaking up with you? Grow up! K.L.
Brains are like hearts…
they go where they are appreciated.
I don’t want to let you got, but I know it’s what has to be done. You’re done with me. You’ve moved on. You don’t want me any more. How do I empty the space in my heart where my love for you resides? And then how to I fill that emptiness. A.O.
Wanting her is hard to forget,
loving her is hard to regret,
losing her is hard to accept,
but even with all the hurt I’ve felt,
letting go is the most painful yet.
Even when you find love usually it is not lasting. Knowing that doesn’t make my broken heart hurt less. So much of my life revolved around you, but that’s gone now. About the hardest thing I’ve ever done is watch the one I love, love someone else. B.J.
Sometimes you have
to accept the fact
that certain things
will never go back
to how they used to be.
With a depth I’ve not felt never before or since, I loved you. Our time brought highs and joy when we were new then crushed and tore me as we fell apart. We damaged each other so much. Love could not survive. I wonder if feelings so deep will ever come again. W.L.
Love entered in my heart one day
A sad, unwelcome guest.
But when it begged that it might stay
I let it stay and rest.
It broke my nights with sorrowing
It filled my heart with fears
And, when my soul was prone to sing
It filled my eyes with tears.
But…now that it has gone its way
I miss the dear ole pain.
And, sometimes, in the night I pray
That love might come again.
J. California Cooper
A friend made me feel better when he said, “Even though you failed in love and don’t have a special “someone” now, don’t worry! It’s nothing but your future partner’s prayer to keep you single until the two of you meet”. E.O.
Love is blind and love can be foolish.
Our heart doesn’t always love
the right people at the right time.
Sometimes we hurt the ones
that love us the most
and sometimes we love the ones
who don’t deserve our love at all.
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’s tough right now. I miss you, the things we did, our routines and how comfortable we used to be with each other. By choice, by deed, by accident or by death all relationships on Earth end. I know that and will hold you close in my heart for the rest of my days. S.E.
You are out of my sight,
but you will never be out of my heart.
I may not see your face,
but I will always remember your smile.
I will never hear your voice again
but you will forever whisper in my ear.
Reading the last eight months in my diary it’s clear I’m stuck. I’ve written how much I love and miss you. Of course, that doesn’t help. I’ve put down my anger and how much I loathe what you did to me. That doesn’t help either. My heart is frozen shut with you in it. J.G.
Make me forget him…
I don’t want to remember he existed.
I don’t want to remember his face
That could either make me or break me with one look.
I don’t want to remember that he was into me.
I don’t want to think “what if”;
Those thoughts don’t exist in our future.
So wipe away his face,
Wipe away my disappointment;
Cure my hurt and my anguish;
Make all my sorrow and despair
vanish out of my life just like he did.
At first losing you filled me with pain and little else. As time passed I began to see how blessed I was to have loved you and to have been loved by you. Sometimes a person comes into a life and then passes on but that makes the goodness of that love no less. B.F.
I’d rather love a million times
and have my heart-broken every time,
than hold a permanently empty heart forever.
There are no visible traces on me of the pain you caused. The outward wounds are all healed and I appear just fine. And most of the time I am. But once in a while one of the bruises you left on my heart acts up. It hurts, but no one knows but me. L.E.
External scar’s fade in time,
they may seem horrid and garish
when they happen but they change
and soon you’re just left with a little blemish or mark.
It’s the internal ones that are invisible to others that give the deepest pain,
the most hurt…