Category Archives: Aching Heart

A Cold Hearted Lie

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Seemingly an angel and deceptively sweet you said all the right things at the exact moment needed to steal my heart. You seemed kind and tender. Making love was mind-blowing and like no other experience I’ve known. But it was an act. You were only after my money. D.S.

Tears… fall from my broken heart.
I never thought we would be apart.
When you held me you said “forever”.
Now you’re gone I know you meant “never”.
Saying you love me with that look in your eye
….was a cold hearted lie!
from “Tears” © by Erika

Lost to Me Now

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Now I know the full force of the pain of a broken heart. I thought I’d been in love before. I cried over several men before, but the hurt passed. You breaking up with me six months ago was devastating. Only through the agony have I realized how deeply I care about you. D.B.

Get a life! Move on!
All the usual advice
That flies over my head.
How CAN I explain?
How can I get through?
Without him beside me.
I’d rather be dead.
To my dreams and desires
He is lost to me now.
And lost he’ll remain;
And the only thing living
Is my sense of real pain.
Taken from “Lost Advice” by Alison Stormwolf

My Noon, My Midnight…

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Why love comes, stays a while and diminishes is as mysterious as why it rains and more difficult to predict. When sensing the coming of a storm there is never certainty if a feeling is accurate. I sensed you were falling out of love with me and sadly, I was correct. T.J.

He was my North, my South,
my East and West,
My working week
and Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight,
my talk, my song;
I thought that love
would last forever:
I was wrong.
English-American poet, Wystan Hugh

Have to Let Go

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We’re from different cultures. Our religions aren’t compatible. Our families don’t get along. You’re well educated. I didn’t finish high school. You’re rich, I’m poor. There’s so much distance separating us. It’s hard to admit but love is not enough to make it all OK. K.S.

There are things that
We don’t want to happen
But have to accept;
Things we don’t want to know
But have to learn;
And people
We can’t live without
But have to let go.
Unknown

Every Time I Miss You

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I could’ve been happy with you the rest of my life. Like something of little value you tossed me aside. And for HER! She brags about how many guys she’s had and can get anyone she wants. Wait and see. You’re nothing but her latest fling; another notch on her bedpost. T.B.

Every time I miss you,
A star falls.
So if you ever look up at the sky
And the stars are gone
It’s because
I miss you too much!
Adapted from a thought written
by an author unknown

Acceptance

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A couple of your old t-shirts are still here. So are your sweatpants I like to wear. Your softball glove’s in the hall closet. There’s a picture of us still on my nightstand. So many things ’round this apartment remind me of us. It hurts, but it’s more painful to think of letting them go. V.S.

I saw an old friend today
He asked for you
He asked of us
I did not say
‘We are no more’
I answered ‘all is well.’
You are gone
Why can I not accept this?
Time will heal all, they say
But the loss is deep
Like our love once was,
you are irreplaceable
But I will replace you
I will love again
“Acceptance” by author unknown

I Am Not There

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I’ve been carrying you in my heart for 31 years. You were mine once, but I wanted to play the field. You wanted a husband, family and children. Before I knew I could love no one else you had married and it was too late. It’s breaks my heart that sickness has taken you now.  D.B.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye

Remember Me

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Becoming engaged to you was one of the happiest moments of my life. Work took me away for a year except for a few weeks, but I thought everything was fine. Now I’m dumbfounded the distance was enough for you to leave me behind. Did you ever love me at all? L.M.

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more, day by day,
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
“Remember” Cistina G. Rossetti

I Just Can’t

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You want children. I don’t. You knew it before we got married. Now you say you went ahead believing I’d change in time. It hurts me so deeply to say this, but we need to go separate ways. You deserve to have what you need. I can’t give you a child. I just can’t. I’m sorry. S.S.

Love has features
which pierce all hearts,
he wears a bandage
which conceals the faults
of those beloved.
He has wings,
he comes quickly
and flies away the same.
Voltaire

Love is Insanity

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I thought I could save you. My heart told me if I loved you enough you would change. So many times you convinced me you had beat your addiction, but after a short time you always let the drugs take you over again. I love you but I can’t live in this craziness any more. A.E.

Well, love is insanity.
The ancient Greeks knew that.
It is the taking over
of a rational and lucid mind
by delusion and self-destruction.
You lose yourself,
You have no power over yourself,
You can’t even think straight.
Marilyn French