Even when we were happy, you seemed sad. The reasons were hidden away but their insidious damage was done just the same. Like rot that slowly turns good wood into rotten, your secrets poisoned you, corrupted our love and your taint rubbed off on me. Y.M.
Some people turn sad awfully young…
No special reason, it seems,
but they seem almost to be born that way.
They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker,
remember longer, and, as I say,
get sadder younger than anyone else in the world.
I know, for I’m one of them.
Our 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.
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.
Why did you cheat on me? You broke my heart into a thousand pieces and then laughed when I confronted you. It sucks to be a man who is so heartbroken he cries over a tramp like you. You’re one of the reasons men use women. They learned from females like you! T.E.
We hurt so much
because we have lost a part of ourselves.
If we have loved much,
we must have given much also,
and when everything’s over,
we feel as though we have lost everything.
Often I caught you lying and forgave you. I made it easy for you to deceive me repeatedly. But guess what! I got even with you for cheating on me. I just slept with your best friend. Why? Because you slept with best bud! Did you find the lipstick on my shirt yet? E.A.
I wish people came with warning labels!
‘May cause heartbreak’
‘Your trust may be in jeopardy’
‘Under no circumstance believe him.’
Excuse me for caring about you. Even though we didn’t have the best relationship at the time, I still loved you enough to worry. Now you’ve turned it on me and called me screwed up and neurotic. Hold a mirror up. That’s actually a description of you! S.S.
You took my love, you broke my heart
You took my smile, and tore it apart
You left me crying down on the floor
The funny thing is, I still want more
If only you loved me like I wanted you to
But you tricked me into loving you
You tore me apart, you broke my heart
From “You Broke My Heart” by Alexandra Burke
Never will I forget driving when you got so angry over almost nothing and ruined everything. You said horrible things, then threw your engagement ring out my car window. We stopped but did not find it. Your tears and sorry’s could not repair what damage you had done. R.B.
Paint a perfect smile,
Straight onto my face,
Wash it off good,
Don’t leave any trace,
Of our happy times,
The days we shared
Back when we cared.
LOVE:”L” is for “Leaving” (can’t be with you anymore).”O” is for “Other” (your ‘other’ woman).”V” is for “Vapor” (what remains of my feelings for you).”E” is for “Emiction”(look it up dummy & you’ll know what I hope life does all over you). Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. W.T.
Something beautiful has broken,
Something’s gone which can’t return.
Heart that’s broken, hurts that burn.
Something’s missing now, and sadly,
All I know as trust has fled…
Infidelity by Jaulsy
You’ve broken up with me twice before to go be with someone else. Then you turned up later begging forgiveness and I took you back. Not this time. My need to protect my heart is far stronger than what remains there for you. You’re a no good dog. Leave me alone! S.S.
I don’t know why
they call it heartbreak.
It feels like
every other part
of my body
is broken too.
I don’t believe in fairy tales any more, but do believe in horror stories. I thought you were my knight in shining armor, but instead found you out to be my darkest nightmare. You’re an immoral, deceitful and corrupt thief! Loving you has turned me into a tragic fool. W.A.
You didn’t love her.
You just didn’t want to be alone.
Or maybe, maybe she was
just too good for your ego.
Or, or maybe she made you feel better
about your miserable life,
but you didn’t love her,
you don’t destroy people you love.
Do you see what you have done? You’ve driven me to words I can’t even TYPE. Words so foul and vile that they draw me inward, shivering at my own vehemence. This is what you did to me. You destroyed my innocence and wiped your dirty feet on my spirit. J.T.
I know this hurt,
I’ve been hurt before.
My eyes are still stinging;
My body is sore.
I know this hurt,
My stomach in knots.
My whole body’s shaking,
Alone with my thoughts.
I know this hurt,
I know I’m not fine.
But something feels wrong.
What’s different this time?
“Hurting” by Jenna Zito