Three times I have loved with all my heart. Twice I was hurt and left behind. Now I realize the other two were sent into my life to grow my heart’s ability to hold all the love inside I feel for you. For all my old pain that made it possible, I am grateful. M.E.
Sorrow is how we learn to love.
Your heart isn’t breaking.
It hurts because it’s getting larger.
The larger it gets, the more love it holds.
Rita Mae Brown
You said you had told me everything. I believed you or at least wanted to. There was always a nagging feeling you kept secrets but I loved you so much I ignored it. How was I to know you withheld so much it caused our marriage to fall like a house of cards. D.S.
… secrets are terrible things.
Even the simplest ones…
Karen Foxless
It’s an involuntary action once in a while when I’m walking alone and reach for your hand. At that moment I’m lost in thought remembering our days together. I forget for a split second you’re gone. I feel foolish, then sad, but end up feeling glad for a time when you loved me. C.B.
How desperately
my empty hands
always search
for your hands
to hold…
Erni Aidil
We’ll never know for sure what happened. We made mistakes, did stupid things and hurt each other. Our love became horribly wounded. We kept on fighting and our hearts did not heal. I guess we tired of trying to save a love that was terminally ill. T.K.
Love dies because we don’t know
how to replenish its source.
Love dies of blindness
and errors and betrayals.
Love dies of illness and wounds;
it dies of weariness,
of witherings, of tarnishing.
A. Nin
My calendar has X’s on every day you’ve been gone. It’s been months and still each day begins with thoughts of you. I catch myself wondering if you’re thinking of me at the same time. How could I love you so dearly but hurt you so much? I’m a fool. S.W.
I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone.
I take walks. I work until I’m tired.
I watch the wind play with the trash
that’s been under the snow all winter.
Everything seems simple until you think about it.
Why is love intensified by absence?
Audrey Niffenegger
Our consistent pastime is dwelling on what is wrong with our relationship and each other. Every mistake is as a weapon to be used. If we worked as hard on being together as we do on driving each other away maybe we’d find peace with each other. B.B.
Hurt shouldn’t pile up like this inside of someone.
No one should suffocate beneath pain on top of pain.
You should have time to breathe,
time to scream it out until it doesn’t exist anymore.
Sharde Richardson
Even though we had both vowed our love to another, temptation overtook us. Our affair messed up everything. We got divorces to be together but our marriage failed. Why did we ever expect anything else? What we shared was founded on lies and deceit. R.W.
The truth that survives
is simply the lie
that is pleasantest to believe.
H. L. Mencken
In front of me you often flirt with other guys. Sometimes you go on and on. In some twisted way, my jealousy seems to make you feel better about yourself. Keep on hurting me like this and one day soon I won’t get jealous. I’ll just leave… permanently. R.Y.
I tried so hard.
I tried my best.
I gave you my all,
and now there’s nothing left.
You stole my heart,
then tore it in two.
Now I’m falling apart,
and don’t know what to do.
Divided by decisions,
burned by the fire.
Confused by your words.
Tempted by desire.
I’m living in the present.
My mind is on the past.
Not knowing what I’ll lose.
Not knowing what will last.
Blinded by fear.
Drowning in doubt.
Struggling to be free.
Looking for a way out.
“I Tried So Hard”
By Whitney Barton
My mind is a thousand times sorry. My soul at least twice as much. But it’s my heart that regrets uncountable times. You are ‘the one’ but I let a moments lust take me over. I cheated in a thoughtless transgression that is now my lifetime sorrow to bear. O.A.
How can one so seemingly friendly
betray all trusts and defect so readily?
How can one so high of morals
inflict only pain and dwell on sorrows?
How can one so soundly virtuous
commit heinous crimes and be so torturous?
How can one so quick with generosity
stoop so low and never bother with an apology?
How can one so reliably loyal
forsake all friendships and live in turmoil?
How can one have each and every quality
fail so blatantly and give in to frivolity?
and why did this one have to be me?
Unknown
Deep down I know you’re not good for me. Being with you is like a toothache unattended that will fester and make me sick… heart-sick and heartbroken. Loving you has made me weak, but somehow I have to find the strength to get away from you. P.H.
You aren’t worth my tears
’cause all you do is make me cry.
You aren’t worth trusting
’cause all you do is lie.
You aren’t worth loving
’cause you’re breaking my heart…
So why am staying with you
when we’re better off apart?
Anonymous
Broken Hearts Anonymous 