Ever Again

broken20heart11My love; my love; my love. How do I live without you? My life has been entangled with yours for so long I am lost without you. You’re gone and there is nothing I can do except grieve my loss and know life will never be as full of color and joy ever again. S.W.


When tomorrow starts without me,
And I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn’t get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand…
From the song “Memories”
written by Margi Harrell

Just For One Moment

broken20heart1You should’ve told the complete story about your past, not just part of it. Selective truth is akin to lying. What’s worse is you left me to stumble across the facts that made it hurt far more than if you’d told me from the beginning. Shame on you for hurting me this way. B.E.


I wish I could give you my pain
just for one moment.
Not to hurt you but rather so
you can finally understand
how much you hurt me.
Sum Nan

I Walk Alone

Sad what happened. Poor girl died of a broken heart. She couldn’t take it. The pain of losing the love of her life was too much. She warned him she’d die without him. He didn’t believe her. He broke her heart. It died a painful death. Now she’s a member of the walking dead.  R.W.

I walk alone.
No one is there.
The steps guide me,
I don’t know where.
So cold outside;
The sun has set.
The streets
Make me forget.
From “I Walk Alone” by “The Saint”

Spark In My Heart

Last time I saw you was long time ago. Now 40 years later I can still hear your voice in my head sometimes. I shed a tear once in a while over how a war took you from me and stole your life. I moved on, but never completely. Always your spark will be in my heart. D.K.

Love never disappears for death is a non-event.
I have merely retired to the room next door.
You and I are the same; what we were for each other, we still are.
Speak to me as you always have, do not use a different tone, do not be sad.
Continue to laugh at what made us laugh.
Smile and think of me.
Life means what it has always meant.
The link is not severed.
Why should I be out of your soul if I am out of your sight?
I will wait for you, I am not here, but just on the other side of this path.
You see, all is well.
St. Augustine