You still don’t understand. You just don’t get it. I trusted you and you repeatedly violated the faith I had in you. Now you say you’re different; that you’ve grown and learned better. But you know what? I don’t trust you. Never will.
Breaking someone’s trust
is like crumpling
a perfect piece of paper.
You can smooth it over,
but it’s never going
to be the same again.
Hurts accumulate and create cracks where certainty once flourished. Even with great intention and an open heart, the conditioning that taught a person can’t be trusted is difficult to over come. I yearn for a time before you damaged my belief in you. SR
…pain’s like water.
It finds a way to push through any seal.
There’s no way to stop it.
Sometimes you have to let yourself sink
inside of it before you can learn
how to swim to the surface.
And now you want a life with me and wonder why I hesitate. You taught me how to mistrust. You showed me almost unimaginable pain. You treated sacred feelings and actions for the novelty of the moment. Now you say you’ve changed. But so have I. NC
Never allow someone
to be your priority
while allowing yourself
to be their option.
I still love you in spite of all the times you hurt me with your infidelities and lies. Now you say you want only me. A part of me wants to say “yes”. A stronger part screams “NO”. Sooner or later you’ll only shatter my heart again. I am certain of it. RO
I’m not upset that you lied to me,
I’m upset that from now on
I can’t believe you.
You keep me guessing all the time. One day you’re sweet and loving. The next you’re cold and distant. Is it me? Is it your past haunting you? Is there someone from before that is still in your heart and mind? Do you really love me? Do you want me? Can I trust you? J.B.
is not madness
it is not love.
Pedro Calderón de la Barca
My heart was broken when I found out what you had been doing. Now slowly it is going back together. I love you and want things to work out. But you must understand that sometimes I cut my self on the unhealed broken edges in my heart. Be patient. H.M.
We are all mistaken sometimes;
sometimes we do wrong things,
things that have bad consequences.
But it does not mean we are evil,
or that we cannot be trusted ever afterward.
On one hand there’s uncertainty about the future. On the other, I can’t see you and me anywhere but together. Our love has been wounded, but I hope we’ll heal and have only a strengthening scar to show for it. I’m scared, but love you with all my being. T.C.
Uncertainty is the biggest torture in love.
You feel jealous yet you can’t complain.
You can get hurt yet you can’t show it.
You can love with your all yet you can’t say it.
All you can do is watch, keep the pain,
enjoy the smiles & laughter.
Show how much that person means to you.
You’re asleep. I wish I was sleeping in the bed with you, but I’m up wondering how this is going to turn out. You’re pulling away and it feels like you’re moving towards cheating again. I don’t know what to do. So I will take my chances and hope for the best. T.G.
-When she pulls away… Pull her back
-When you see her start crying…Hold her and don’t say a word
-When you see her walking… Sneak up and hug her waist from behind
-When she’s scared… Protect her
-When she steals your favorite hoodie… Let her wear it.
-When she says that she loves you… She really does mean it.
-When she grabs at your hands… Hold hers and play with her fingers :)
-When she tells you a secret… Keep it safe and untold
-When she looks at you in your eyes… Don’t look away until she does
-When she reposts this bulletin… She wants you to read it
-When she’s mad… Hug her tight and don’t let go
-When she says she’s ok… Don’t believe it.
-Call her at 12:00am on her birthday… Tell her you love her
-Treat her like…She’s all that matters to you
-Watch her favorite movie with her… Even if you think it’s stupid.
-Don’t talk about other girls around her
-Kiss her in the pouring rain
-When she runs up to you crying, the first thing you say is: “Whose butt am I kicking baby?”
Loving you has been like getting hurt from falling,, although you can’t see the damage. Outwardly there is no proof you wounded me, but I’ll always know what you did. I love you. I forgive you. But I’ll always wish you had not done what you did. Y.K.W.
No one can promise they’ll never hurt you
because at one time or another, it will happen.
The real promise is if the time you spend together
will be worth the pain in the end.
The worst feeling in the world is
knowing you’ve been used and lied to.
You have herpes and did not admit it until I caught the disease from you. I wonder what other secrets you keep and ask myself frequently,”what else have you not told me”. The longer intrigue is hidden, the more damaging the truth is when told. G.T.
…when at last you find someone
to whom you feel you can pour out your soul,
you stop in shock at the words you utter –
they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless
and feeble from being kept
in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
From “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”
by Sylvia Plath