Your unfaithfulness was the ultimate in selfishness. You tainted everything we have shared, or ever will share, for short-lived pleasure. I know you love me. Yes, I still want you. Yes, I believe I can learn to trust you. But I will always know what you are capable of. J.R.
The worst kind of hurt is betrayal,
because it means someone was willing to hurt you
just to make them self feel better.
You’re just someone, not my only one. It took a while for me to mellow into to that frame of mind. I will always be grateful for what we shared and the memories I have of us. For a time we were special together. Finally that is enough. K.E.
We must be willing to let go
of the life we have planned,
so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
E. M. Forster
With a depth I’ve not felt never before or since, I loved you. Our time brought highs and joy when we were new then crushed and tore me as we fell apart. We damaged each other so much. Love could not survive. I wonder if feelings so deep will ever come again. W.L.
Love entered in my heart one day
A sad, unwelcome guest.
But when it begged that it might stay
I let it stay and rest.
It broke my nights with sorrowing
It filled my heart with fears
And, when my soul was prone to sing
It filled my eyes with tears.
But…now that it has gone its way
I miss the dear ole pain.
And, sometimes, in the night I pray
That love might come again.
J. California Cooper
I found the right guy, gave him perfect love. It was the right time. Everything was perfect except for one thing. For him, I wasn’t the perfect girl. I wasn’t even close to being the right one. No matter how much I wish otherwise I can’t make him love me. C.R.
What do I have to do to make you want me?
What do I have to do to make you understand?
What do I have to do to make you love me?
But, if I can’t make you love me,
just tell me what do I have to do…
…to forget about you…
It’s tough right now. I miss you, the things we did, our routines and how comfortable we used to be with each other. By choice, by deed, by accident or by death all relationships on Earth end. I know that and will hold you close in my heart for the rest of my days. S.E.
You are out of my sight,
but you will never be out of my heart.
I may not see your face,
but I will always remember your smile.
I will never hear your voice again
but you will forever whisper in my ear.
Several of the best memories of my life are about you. That afternoon when we met was magical and I will never forget it. Even though we’re no longer together I still think of you sometimes and remember how good the good parts of us really were. B.D.
What I remember most
is the searing sensation
of looking into her eyes
for the first time,
eyes that would hunt me
for the rest of my life.
Many memories fade over time, but not those of you. In the right circumstance I travel back and am almost there with you. It takes only a song, a smell, a sound, a rainy day, food prepared a particular way or a hundred other things and I am transported. H.P.
Twas but a word, a single word
A stranger’s lip expressed
And yet my spirit’s depths were stirred
With feelings long repressed.
Unbidden tear-drops dimmed my eyes,
My lips still wore a smile;
O how the heart can grief disguise,
And learn deception’s wile.
Thoughts, rushing thoughts, came wild and fast,
The present, it was not,
I only saw the long, long past,
How could it be forgot?
Young voices murmured in mine ear,
With radiant mirth and glee,
But I, alas! could only hear
The heart that spoke of thee.
And that hand was clasped in mind,
Once more thou were mine own,
And ‘neath the crescent pale shine,
On the hill-side, alone.
From “Memory” by ‘Mrs. Swift’
Originally published in the early 1800’s
in Neal’s Saturday Gazette