I always thought we were invincible but I was wrong. Everything that goes up has to come down and so did we. I am happy that I had a chance share a little bit of my life with a beautiful person like you. I’m sad that it had to end, but will cherish you always. B.C.
My heart bruises easily,
As I sit alone late at night,
But I often reassure myself,
Because I know that I’ll be all right.
Nothing has really changed,
Nothing that I can see,
Even though he’s not here right now,
I still feel his presence next to me.
The story of our love,
Is an endless story never to be lost,
I don’t know if I will ever see him again,
But I always keep my fingers crossed.
From “Knight In Shining Armor”
by Margery Wang
The days when we were falling in love were intense as the flames grew ever higher and higher. Then one day the fire died down to embers and soon after the coals were lifeless and black. Sustained love takes great tending. Dying love takes only indifference. L.L.
The flame of love
just a cold loneliness.
You waited till Christmas Eve to say you didn’t want me anymore. It will be a long time before I can do anything but dread the coming of the holidays? Form now on tree lights, wreaths and wrapping paper will only remind me of the day we said goodbye. T.G.
Sometimes you just have to
hold your head up high,
blink away the tears,
and say goodbye.
When you drink too much and lose control it scares me. Is that the only way you can have a good time? How many times in the past has your behavior left you deeply sorry for things you did? How long before you get drunk and do something that tears us apart? B.J.
Being drunk doesn’t change
who you are, it reveals it.
What has become of us? Well, I know what has become of you: an old lover pulled you back and you gave in for one night. No matter how much I love you, I can’t be with you any more. I feel violated and where trust once was is only suspicion. H.M.
I knew that this would happen
that you would break my heart.
It was stupid of me not to listen;
I was stupid from the start.
You told me you were different…
From “Broken Heart” by Latoya B
A sliver at a time, you pushed me away. You were never mean, but became distant. Why I stopped being desirable to you I’ll never know. I can’t live in a relationship where I’m just a furnishing like a chair. What happened? Why don’t you love me like you used to? J.B.
You can see a clock,
but you can’t see the time.
You can see my face,
but you can’t see my mind.
You can see the clouds,
but you can’t see the wind.
You saw my love for you begin,
but you won’t see it end.
It hurts to think this may not work out, but I want it to. We’re very different and the years between us take their toll sometimes. How do I stop this turmoil inside me? All I know to do is keep going, hoping and keeping my love for you at the top of my heart. Y.M.
The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves.
We live in denial of what we do,
even what we think.
We do this because we’re afraid.
We fear we will not find love,
and when we find it we fear we’ll lose it.
You drove me away an inch at a time. To a point I was able to get used to your messy habits, lack of manners and selfish ways. But you never even really tried to change. It’s my fault for thinking a spoiled brat could. I’m sorry, but I can’t live like this. H.M.
If you’re giving love and not receiving it,
you’re not in the right relationship.
If you’re receiving it and not giving it
then you are taking advantage
of the other person.
There is something beautiful about all scars, whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed; done with. But that does not mean feelings die completely. Where ever there has been love, some remains forever. A.O.
A heartbreak is a blessing from God.
It’s just his way of letting you realize
He saved you from the wrong one.
From the moment we met passion and feelings of attachment swept us away. As the winds of attraction calmed I found myself trying to be what I thought you wanted, instead of who I was. In time I grew to hate myself. To save me, I had to leave you. G.T.
As soon as the love relationship
does not lead me to me,
as soon as I in a love relationship
do not lead another person to himself,
this love, even if it seems to be the most secure
and ecstatic attachment I have ever experienced,
is not true love.
For real love is dedicated to continual becoming.