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’re a despicable liar. You’re a filthy cheat. You don’t deserve one ounce of respect. How you have lived your life deserves nothing but reproach, but what you have done to me is worse. I loved you. I trusted you. Now I love you and hate you at the same time. GT
All good is hard.
All evil is easy.
Loving you has been one of the most difficult things of my lifetime… and one of the best. In spite of the pain, the love we share has always won out. I only hope that never changes. JB
That you should care at all for me
has been a matter of unaffected wonder
to me from the first hour until now –
and I cannot help the pain I feel sometimes,
in thinking that it would have been better for you
if you never had known me.
to Robert Browning
Sept 18, 1845
Love has no rhyme or reason. Falling for you is proof. My greatest joy and some of my greatest pain has come from loving you. My heartbreak is becoming joy because we work through the bad stuff. I am grateful our love endures. Y.M.
Rules of love
1. Never kiss when you’re not committed.
2. Never expect, just hope.
3. Never love a taken man/woman.
4. Never fall for a friend.
5. Realize than in love, there aren’t any rules.
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?”
A turning point came. Grief grew from it for both of us. Our love was severely tested and its strength proven. Wounds are still healing, but the future looks bright. From the ashes of great pain is growing the greatest happiness I’ve ever known. J.R.B.
Grief, is also a form of joy.
The rose celebrates,
by falling apart,
petal by petal.
by weeping over,
It took a long time, but I finally was able to fall in love again. And for loving you I learned how to love better. This time I won’t make the same mistakes or do the same stupid things. Heart, mind and soul I am healthy and able to love like never before. D.L.
It feels like I’ve dried up my tears
And fought my way out
of this darkness
which used to possess
every part of my being
but now, it feels like
I am finally healing.
No more are the mascara stained pillows
No more is the feeling of drowning in sorrow
Gone is the emptiness in which I used to feel
Seems like real life has re’gained it’s appeal.
My heart’s broken. I hardly sleep. I obsess over you day and night. Yet, I know you were not right for me. I knew it all along, but that didn’t keep me from loving you. Knowing I fell for the wrong person does not lessen the pain of this lesson I am being taught. A.P.
Watching you walk out of my life
does not make me bitter or cynical about love.
But rather makes me realize that if I wanted
so much to be with the wrong person
how beautiful it will be
when the right one comes along.
I used to think we might get back together. However, now I know what is done, is done. What we once shared lives only in the past now. I may have started the storm of hurt, but you threw plenty in the hurricane too. Our love became crippled, never to heal. O.A.
Grab a plate and throw it on the floor
Did it break?
Okay, now say sorry to it.
Did it go back to how it was before?
Now do you understand?