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. . .
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
There is something beautiful about all scars, whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed; done with. But that does not mean feelings die completely. Where ever there has been love, some remains forever. A.O.
A heartbreak is a blessing from God.
It’s just his way of letting you realize
He saved you from the wrong one.
It hurts to say goodbye to the person you almost gave your life to knowing that life won’t be the same without them. But its better to give rather than know you’re the only one fighting. I fought for our love and lost. You barely tried. E.O.
Giving up doesn’t always
mean you are weak;
sometimes it means
that you are strong
enough to let go.
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.
I was playing for keeps. You were just playing. Only the chase that make you like me. Once I was yours the thrill was gone and moved on to your next conquest. I hate myself for letting you use me, but I hate myself more for letting you. W.O.
I heard you’re a player. So, lets play a game.
Lets sweet talk. Lets play fight. Lets talk 24/7.
Lets tell each other good morning and good night every day.
Lets take walks together. Let’s give each other nicknames.
Lets go on dates. Lets talk on the phone all night long.
Lets hold each other. Lets kiss and hug.
And whoever falls in love first? Loses
It felt like a bomb hit me when I came home and found you had moved out leaving only a note that said “I’m sorry. I just did not know how to tell you that I did not love you any more. I’m a pathetic weakling for not telling you in person.” YES YOU ARE! T.N.
It is a dull sensation, your heart breaking,
like the sound of a pebble dropping on the sand.
Not a shattering, not a tearing apart,
there is nothing shrill
or grandiose about the sensation.
It is merely an internal realization
that something treasured…
is leaving forever.
I’m lying here trying to sort out how our once great love became such a mess. We both did things that hurt the other, but nothing large enough to split us up. I guess the accumulation of lots of little wrongs added up to being big enough to break us. B.P.
I understand that if you have never suffered a broken heart,
then you have never really known what it is to truly be alive.
And I understand that at that precise moment,
when your heart breaks open, that all you want to do
is lay down and die! Because you know that is
the only way the pain is ever going to stop.
Once I my heart was trashed by you, I have been scared to get attached again. I fear every woman I let get the least bit close is going to break my heart again. Someday I’ll heal, but meanwhile I live in the dead zone of broken hearts with memories of you. G.S.
The hours turned to days,
days to weeks,
and weeks to months.
Nothing has changed.
I’m still in love
you’re still gone.
I fell in love with you. You broke my heart. You said you were sorry and I took you back. Then you broke my heart again and I forgave you again. Now you’ve deeply hurt me a third time and made a pitiful apology. I don’t believe you anymore. Leave me alone.
Break my heart one,
Same on you
Break my heart twice,
Shame on me.
Break my heart a third time,
I will forget about you.