I Let You Go

broken20heart1You left me saying only “you needed space” and never came back. I hated you for a long time. You ignored every phone call, text and letter. As the months passed I began to realize you didn’t deserve the strong hold on me that hating you caused. So I let you go. S.P.

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If you want to forget something or someone,
never hate it, or never hate him/her.
Everything and everyone that you hate
is engraved upon your heart;
if you want to let go of something,
if you want to forget, you cannot hate.
C. Joybell C.

The Problem is Me

I used think meeting someone, falling in love and making a meaningful life together would not be difficult.  I was young and naïve. You’re just the latest to lie, disappoint and hurt me. Finally I’ve realized the problem is me!  I always pick women who are bad for me. E.K.

That feeling you get in your stomach
when your heart’s broken:
It’s like all the butterflies just died.
Unknown

Separate Desperation from Determination

I’ve done too much for you and the only logical next step is to stop; leave you; walk away. I can’t fix you. I’m drawing a line to separate desperation from determination. I’m determined to have a better life and feeling desperate over you will never allow it. I’m sorry but this is goodbye. C.B.

 

Sometimes you end up losing yourself
trying to hold onto someone
who doesn’t care about losing you.
Unknown

Only the Echoes of His Own Thoughts

Thinking I would be safe if I lived alone and did not fall in love again was flawed thinking. Over time my sadness grew and life became colorless with little taste. Now I know mourning a broken heart is better than having a heart that is dead. Finally I am facing losing you. A.E.

The person who tries to live alone
will not succeed as a human being.
His heart withers
if it does not answer another heart.
His mind shrinks away if he hears
only the echoes of his own thoughts
and finds no other inspiration.
Pearl S. Buck

How Do I Tell You?

Love’s either slowing growing or slowly dying. It’s always one or the other. Love never stands still. With one’s intellect not much can be done to sway it one way or the other. If we could start over, I would. But that’s not possible. How do I tell you I don’t love you anymore? A.W.

First best is falling in love.
Second best is being in love.
Least best is falling out of love.
But any of it is better
than never having been in love.
Maya Angelou

It’s Not My Fault

You’re gone. It’s not my fault. The problem is you hate yourself. No one else can fix that except you. I tried to love you enough so you’d love yourself. It didn’t work. Now you’re with someone new. You’ll break her heart too ’cause you don’t know how to love. L.W.

A
broken
heart
bleeds
tears.
Steve Maraboli

The Slow Letting Go

You swept me off my feet as I’d never known before. Wonderful. Beautiful. Intense. After a few months the love that came so quickly departed even more rapidly. Then came the time of pretending until neither of us could fool the other; the time of the slow letting go. D.G.

Delusion detests focus
and romance provides the veil.
Suzanne Finnamore

What He Hides

You were secretly seeing her when we met and have while we’ve been together. So much deception. So many lies. Now I’m expecting your baby and don’t know what I’ll tell her about you one day. Do I tell the truth or let her discover for herself how weak you are? P.S.

 

Man is not what he thinks he is,
he is what he hides.
Andre Malraux

People Change

It seemed our dreams had come true. You loved me. I loved you. We thought we’d spend the rest of our lives together. We made mistakes, did things that hurt each other badly and it all slipped away.  Sadly our happily ever after became three good years and too bad ones. W.S.

People change and love will die.
You’re never good enough and
you don’t know why.
Time passes & things go wrong,
but just remember life goes on.
Unknown

What’s Wrong With You?

For six months you were in love with me. Suddenly you left me flat. In the year since there have been two more. Is half a year the longest you can make a relationship work? What’s wrong with you? Why can’t you love and let yourself be loved longer? L.W.

My heart, it was a cup of gold
That at his lip did long to lie,
But he hath drunk the red wine down,
And tossed the goblet by.
My heart, it was a floating bird
That through the world did wander free,
But he hath locked it in a cage,
And lost the silver key.
My heart, it was a white, white rose
That bloomed upon a broken bough,
He did but wear it for an hour,
And it is withered now.
“The Prince” By Josephine Dodge Daskam