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.
Unknown
Outwardly it appears I have moved on and that’s true… well, mostly… sometimes. There’s no doubt you have moved on and I am just a fixture in your past. But for me my love for you still bounces between what was and what I still have hope for what might be. S.P.
I’m so tired, but I can’t sleep…
standing on the edge of something much too deep…
funny how I feel so much but cannot say a word…
we are screaming inside, oh, but we can’t be heard…
so afraid to love you, more afraid to lose…
clinging to a past..
Sarah McLachlan
There is something beautiful about all scars, whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed; done with. But that does not mean feelings die completely. Where ever there has been love, some remains forever. A.O.
A heartbreak is a blessing from God.
It’s just his way of letting you realize
He saved you from the wrong one.
Author Unknown
I read some where that “a heartbreak is a blessing from God. It’s just His way of letting you realize He saved you from the wrong one”. No matter how true that is, my heart is still broken and I am a long way from being over you. Love dies slowly. F.P.
The heart dies a slow death,
shedding each hope like leaves
until one day there are none.
No hopes. Nothing remains.
Arthur Golden
When I know something is not meant for me, I have learned to let go. That is not a weakness. Rather I am doing the right thing for myself by fighting the urge of wanting what is not good for me. How much I love you is not worth the misery it brings. C.P.
Love doesn’t go out like a light
or with a bang.
It passes away
as slow as honey drips
onto your morning toast.
Love clings to your being
just as wet clothes to skin,
but clothes dry
and so will your tears.
The nights become simpler
and the waves of unbearable heat
grow to be short flashes of subtle warmth,
and soon love will be
just a distant pang in the right back corner
of your still-beating heart.
From a poem found at http://poetrysync.blogspot.com/2013/07/
It hurts to say goodbye to the person you almost gave your life to knowing that life won’t be the same without them. But its better to give rather than know you’re the only one fighting. I fought for our love and lost. You barely tried. E.O.
Giving up doesn’t always
mean you are weak;
sometimes it means
that you are strong
enough to let go.
Author Unknown
Finally someone has entered my heart who I love with an intensity greater than my feelings for you. For years I’ve carried deep regret and heartache thinking it was a terminal condition. Never did I think I could feel this alive again. T.G.
When you love, you get hurt.
When you get hurt, you hate.
When you hate, you try to forget.
When you try to forget, you start missing.
And when you start missing…
you’ll eventually fall in Love again.
Unknown
Fine! Leave! Forget how it felt to hold me, but don’t pretend our time together didn’t happen. You worked so hard to get me to believe you loved me. Then when I finally trusted every word you said, I was no longer a challenge. Bored, you discarded me. T.R.
I said I love you
and you said it too,
the only difference was
I didn’t lie to you.
Unknown
I’m lying here trying to sort out how our once great love became such a mess. We both did things that hurt the other, but nothing large enough to split us up. I guess the accumulation of lots of little wrongs added up to being big enough to break us. B.P.
I understand that if you have never suffered a broken heart,
then you have never really known what it is to truly be alive.
And I understand that at that precise moment,
when your heart breaks open, that all you want to do
is lay down and die! Because you know that is
the only way the pain is ever going to stop.
Patti Roberts
How long has it been? Wow, that long! Thousands of memories have faded, but how I remember you has grown more clear. It has become obvious over time we were not well matched, but I often think of you, miss you and love you still. P.J.
When I look back at how we began;
the laughter and love that we shared,
I smile at all the ways we loved and we dared
to dream of a wonderful future together
and how we promised this was forever;
And I try to recall the moment when
things started to change;
Just what it could’ve been
to cause our happiness to slip away,
And though I may never find the answer
I do know one thing for sure;
I still love you now
as much as I did then…
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