Category Archives: Lost Without You

No Boundary

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11Our is strong, but so much has happened to scar and injure it. Can we survive it all? We’re going to spend some time apart and I hope it brings healing to both of us. I can’t imagine life without you in it. There is no boundary between who I am and you any more. T.G.

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When I think of you
I think of happiness…
Happiness you’ve brought into my life.
When I think of you
I think of tenderness…
The tenderness of our first kiss.
When I think of you
I think of caring…
And how much we care for each other.
When I think of you
I think of sharing…
Sharing all our thoughts and feelings.
When I think of you
I think of love…
Love I never thought I’d feel again.
When I think of love
I think of you…
I love you with all my heart.
“When I Think Of You”
by Hilary Anne

Ever Again

Posted by James Browning on

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.

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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

I Love You

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11We’re so different and the dissimilarities have taken their toll. Only time will tell if the differences will win or if love will. Either way, the love we have shared will always be. Nothing can take away the beauty we have shared and the wounds will heal… in time. C.B.

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I’m here. I love you.
I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long,
I will stay with you.
There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love.
I will protect you until you die,
and after your death I will still protect you.
Elizabeth Gilbert

I Went Too Far

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11It was stupid to think I could always control myself when I partied and drank too much. The attention of another man felt good. One thing led to another and I went too far. In drunken weakness I traded moments of pleasure for the beautiful life I had with you. J.B.

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I don’t know what to say,
Everything is wrong,
I can’t believe that I was so blind,
Once again I lost my way,
I know that you’re gone,
I know I hurt you deep inside,
Maybe you can’t forget the lies,
I was just a fool, you see,
I know you trusted me…
From the song “I Am Here”
written and sung by Shakira

Inexplicably Intertwined

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11So much of my life revolved around you. From what time I get up to what I eat; from what I watch on TV to the positions I sleep in; from my plans for the future to how I dress are all inexplicably intertwined with you.  I’ve become lost from losing you. T.G.

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A habit cannot be
tossed out the window.
It must be coaxed
down the stairs
one step at a time.
Mark Twain

Till Death Parted Us

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11I wish you had told me from the start you were going to break my heart. Then I would have seen it coming or at least known one day the heartbreak would arrive. Never did I imagine you would leave me. I thought we’d always be together. O.W.

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Trying to forget
someone you love is
like trying to
remember someone
you never met.
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Too Often

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11My pride got the best of me. Anger blinded me over something near meaningless. You said you were tired of me beating you up emotionally over the smallest things and left. I thought you’d come back. It’s been weeks now and I don’t know where you are. L.S.

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Too often we don’t realize what we have until it’s gone.
Too often we’re too stubborn to say “I’m sorry, I was wrong.”
Too often It seems we hurt the ones closest to our hearts.
And we let the most foolish things tear us apart.
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I Can’t Make Him Love Me

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11I 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.

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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…
Stabbing Westward

Seems Impossible

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11Most days I don’t think about you. That’s a lie. I think about you every day. The more I tell myself that I don’t love you, the more my heart says that’s untrue. You’re in my thoughts when I wake up and when I go to sleep. I want to forget you but it seems impossible. N.W.

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You can’t turn love on and off like a light switch,
no matter how hard you try. All you can do is wall it off,
one brick at a time, until you’ve created an impenetrable fortress
around your emotions. And once that fortress is built,
you camouflage it so well that even you can’t see it anymore.
Katherine Allread

Genius of Sadness

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1While the world sleeps, I lay on my bed, broken inside and awake. When the world is awake my heart cries to be unconscious. When I see someone happy I’m reminded how sad I am. When I see grieving, my sorrow increases. Living without you hurts! A.W.

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She was a genius of sadness,
immersing herself in it,
separating its numerous strands,
appreciating its subtle nuances.
She was a prism through which
sadness could be divided
into its infinite spectrum.
Jonathan Safran Foer