My pride got the best of me. Anger blinded me over something near meaningless. You said you were tired of me beating you up emotionally over the smallest things and left. I thought you’d come back. It’s been weeks now and I don’t know where you are. L.S.
Too often we don’t realize what we have until it’s gone.
Too often we’re too stubborn to say “I’m sorry, I was wrong.”
Too often It seems we hurt the ones closest to our hearts.
And we let the most foolish things tear us apart.
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.
No one really knows what is going on inside me. How much it hurts to love you and not be loved in return would engulf me if I let it show. So I pretend. I make like I’m just fine and am over losing you. But I’m not and don’t think I ever will be. J.R.
She is the kind of girl who is
always smiling and loves to laugh.
If you are falling down,
she will be right there to pick you up.
She is the one that always says sorry,
even it it’s not her fault.
Even if she is feeling like the scum of the earth,
she will never let you know.
This is the girl who is afraid of love,
because she has already lost so much.
Fine! Leave! Forget how it felt to hold me, but don’t pretend our time together didn’t happen. You worked so hard to get me to believe you loved me. Then when I finally trusted every word you said, I was no longer a challenge. Bored, you discarded me. T.R.
I said I love you
and you said it too,
the only difference was
I didn’t lie to you.
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
When you love someone, they become part of you. Maybe that’s why it hurts so much that you’re gone and there’s hole where my feelings for you are stored. I’m in no big hurry to try to fill that space because I know it will take a long time to stop loving you. B.E.
Love is like a puzzle.
When you’re in love, all the pieces fit
but when your heart gets broken,
it takes a while to get everything back together.
I can’t make you love me, want me, or understand me. All I can do Is hope that someday you will. I’m not going to sit around waiting for you, but I will keep hoping you’ll want me before time creates too vast a distance between us. I’m waiting, but not forever. C.N.
In my story you’re the villain.
But in my heart,
you’re still the reigning King.
Coco J. Ginger
Everything happens for a reason and nothing is a mistake if you learn from it. Keeping that attitude has helped me recover from you leaving me. Thank you for the good memories and what loving you taught me. I am better for it. The best is yet to come.
Watching you walk out of my life
does not make me bitter or cynical about love.
But rather makes me realize that if I wanted
so much to be with the wrong person how beautiful
it will be when the right one comes along.
What happened to me? Why would I do something like that? I was weak, drank too much and spent the night with someone whose name I don’t remember. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I have to tell you what I did and am nearly certain I’m about to lose you. C.W.
Heaven has no rage
like love to hatred turned,
nor hell a fury
like a woman scorned.
We fell in love and married a year later. The first two years were wonderful. Then the kids came. I know we both love them deeply, but that’s when the disconnect began. Now a few years after meeting, we’re living separate lives divorced. What happened? D.S.
One of the most difficult tasks in life,
is removing someone from your heart.