Grow My Heart

broken20heart1Three 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.

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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

Like a House of Cards

broken20heart1You 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.

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… secrets are terrible things.
Even the simplest ones…
Karen Foxless

Once In a While

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.

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How desperately
my empty hands
always search
for your hands
to hold…
Erni Aidil

Of Illness and Wounds

broken20heart1We’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.

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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

How Could I?

broken20heart1My 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.

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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

Every Mistake Is a Weapon

broken20heart1Our 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.

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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

Lies and Deceit

broken20heart1Even 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.

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The truth that survives
is simply the lie
that is pleasantest to believe.
H. L. Mencken