When someone asks what I think about you, my response is always “not my type”. That’s a lie. I am secretly in love with you and have never told anyone how I feel. My fear is you’ll reject me. Those thoughts are paralyzing. I can’t go on living like this. C.S.
Have you ever denied
your feelings for someone
because your fear of rejection
is too hard to handle?
We tell lies when we are afraid…
You hurt me in little ways you don’t even notice. Scanning and half reading my texts makes me wonder if you really care. Not calling when you say you will is upsetting. Making small promises and not following through pains me. Do you love me or not? B.R.J.
Don’t be mad
when someone else starts
to appreciate the person
you took for granted.
What you won’t do,
someone else will.
Like an addict needs a drug, I need you. We have problems getting along, but even in the moments I despise you I still love you. You make me cry with pain and joy. Sooner or later one or the other has to take over. Will my heart be broken or made whole? Y.U.
I love you.
I hate you.
I like you.
I hate you.
I love you.
I think you’re stupid.
I think you’re a loser.
I think you’re wonderful.
I want to be with you.
I don’t want to be with you.
I would never date you.
I hate you.
I love you…
..I think the madness started the moment we met
and you shook my hand.
Did you have a disease or something?
Holding you as you cried until you made yourself sick was one of the hardest things I have ever done. My arms were around your waist as your intense emotions made you throw up. You said I’m sorry” and I believe you. I ended up loving you even more. C.B.
The greatest love
the hardest conditions…
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.
When you said you no longer loved me, I was devastated. It took years for that shadow to evaporate so I could see clearly again. Now I know I will love again, but never like that. My love for you is the forever type that never completely goes away. B.J.
I held her close for only a short time,
but after she was gone,
I’d see her smile on the face of a perfect stranger
and I knew she would be there with me
all the rest of my days.
Our trips to Europe are strong in my memory. Any photo of our favorite city is an instant reminder. So is every song I listened to on the flights. Like yesterday I recall the restaurants, coffee shops, art museums, walking in the snow at night… I remember it all. CB
Memories are bullets.
Some whiz by and only spook you.
Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.
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…
We know our relationship is likely doomed no matter how much we love each other. You’re in the ‘Spring of your life’ and I am in late ‘Fall’. Age does matter, or at least the experience of age or the lack of it matters. For as long as we have, I am grateful. G.W.
The difference between
like, love and in love,
is the same as the difference between
for now, for a while and forever.
I looked for a long time. A day, a week, a month or a year eventually always showed each to be a bad match for me. Then you came along. We were so very happy until we made a mess of things. I can’t let go and don’t care who did what. I I only want you. C.A.
is hard to find,
hard to keep,
hard to forget.