My heart was broken so badly moving on was impossible for years . Love failed because I never gave all of me and was dishonest. Now the grandest love of my life has arrived. This time I’m giving everything and risking it all. She’s worth it! B.C.
When I know something is not meant for me, I have learned to let go. That is not a weakness. Rather I am doing the right thing for myself by fighting the urge of wanting what is not good for me. How much I love you is not worth the misery it brings. C.P.
Love doesn’t go out like a light
or with a bang.
It passes away
as slow as honey drips
onto your morning toast.
Love clings to your being
just as wet clothes to skin,
but clothes dry
and so will your tears.
The nights become simpler
and the waves of unbearable heat
grow to be short flashes of subtle warmth,
and soon love will be
just a distant pang in the right back corner
of your still-beating heart.
From a poem found at http://poetrysync.blogspot.com/2013/07/
You’re just someone, not my only one. It took a while for me to mellow into to that frame of mind. I will always be grateful for what we shared and the memories I have of us. For a time we were special together. Finally that is enough. K.E.
We must be willing to let go
of the life we have planned,
so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
E. M. Forster
Finally someone has entered my heart who I love with an intensity greater than my feelings for you. For years I’ve carried deep regret and heartache thinking it was a terminal condition. Never did I think I could feel this alive again. T.G.
When you love, you get hurt.
When you get hurt, you hate.
When you hate, you try to forget.
When you try to forget, you start missing.
And when you start missing…
you’ll eventually fall in Love again.
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
Cut communication. Delete the number. Get rid of her stuff. Delete the pictures. Don’t go where you used to. Burn the letters. Give away the things she gave you. Don’t watch the shows and movies she liked. Ignore her. Avoid and forget. Stop loving her. J.R.
Some of us think
holding on makes
it is letting go.
Sometimes, you have to give up on people. Not because you don’t care, but because they don’t. I held out for as long as I could. My love for you has slowly died from lack of attention. All that remains are near lifeless remnants of what once lived in my heart. T.G.
Moving on is simple,
it’s what you leave behind
that makes it so difficult.
I’m a good enough person to forgive, but not stupid enough to trust you again. Just because I make small talk when I run into you, doesn’t mean I have forgotten the pain. Never mistake my civility for a hint I might want to be with you again. I DON’T! R.B.
There were many ways of breaking a heart.
Stories were full of hearts being broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream,
whatever that dream might be.
What I felt for you began as love and deepened into almost worship. Thinking you were one of the most amazing people I’ve ever known was a self-told lie. Eventually I saw through you and became afraid. In time I grew to hate you and myself for loving you. A.B.
When you were in love,
you knew no fear or hatred.
When you were fearful,
there was no possibility of love or hate.
And when there was hate, there was only hate.
There are things we don’t want but have to accept; lessons we don’t wish for but have to learn; people we can’t live without but have to let go; the perfection of a new love that faded over time and always one more tear to shed over what was lost. Y.M.
No perfection can last forever.
Time tears at it;
wears it down
until it’s nothing,
just an empty shell.
From “Love Exactly”
By Cassandra Giovanni