Loving you taught me many things including how much I could love; the great happiness possible; the depth of pain I could feel and how much I could cry. The tears have slowed, but not stopped. Getting over you and how much I love you will take a long time. H.P.
Trying to make someone
fall in love with you
is about as pointless
as trying to control
who you fall in love with.
unknown
Because I am single a lot of people feel sorry for me. They see being unattached as some sort of sickness that needs to be cured. But I’m just fine; I really am. I’m taking time to soak up what my last heartbreak taught me so things are better next time. S.S.
Being single doesn’t mean
that you know nothing about love.
Sometimes being solo is wiser
than being in a false relationship.
unknown
Knowing how much you loved her didn’t stop me from thinking you could love me as much or more. Once she divorced you and we were together it seemed I was enough for you. I never dreamed she’d want you back and you’d leave me behind so easily. S.T.
In my dreams
It was me in your arms,
My lips on yours,
There was only us
And the clouds
And the stars.
It was the world and us.
It was us against the world.
But in your arms I could take it,
Anything the world dished out.
And with your kisses I was strong again.
In my dreams it was me in your arms,
My lips on yours,
But in reality
It’s always been her.
unknown
I learned you saying “I love you” all the time was your excuse for never having to show it. You put yourself before me most of the time and didn’t tell me things you should have. Out of all my memories of you, in only a few did you show me love and kindness.
Love is not about
how much you say ‘I love you,’
but how much
you can prove that it’s true.
Unknown
I wasn’t drunk, but I had put away a few when I decided to call you at home last night. When your phone went unanswered, a tear ran down my cheek. Now I’m glad you didn’t take my call. I promised to leave you alone and I will do better at keeping my word. S.P.
I remembered your phone number.
It came back to me easily
as these feelings
of loving you.
I miss you,
you know.
I wish you had been home.
Peter McWilliams
I’m dazed and amazed by how fast you dropped me and moved on. I thought we’d be together till death parted us, but we lasted only until you grew tired of me. So blind I was to not imagine the possibility. Love isn’t only blind. It’s deaf and dumb as well. R.E.
I never knew how quickly
I would go from someone
that you loved
to someone you used to know.
Collin Raye
If time heals all wounds, then how much time does it take? I thought after a couple of years I’d have moved on. I go out. I date. But no one can get close to me. I feel like I am being unfaithful if someone starts to. Pretty foolish since you cheated on me and left! B.C.
You can’t do anything
for a person who is stuck
between being happy and being miserable.
All you can do is get trapped in the middle,
and anyone in the middle just gets squished.
Jack Gantos
Most of the time I’m fine; sometimes I’m not. Tears don’t show up often anymore when I remember what we shared. However, when I lie in bed at night remembering the tenderness in how we once made love, I cry tears on the outside and inside all over my heart. K.M.
Real Tears Are Not Those
That Fall From Eyes
And Cover The Face,
But Those That Fall From Heart
And Cover The Soul…
Christina Ricci
There’s no one who would understand what I’m going through. When you said goodbye to me, I did not let it show I was breaking inside. I haven’t let anyone else see either. But when I am alone, about all I do is cry over what has been lost. My grief is long and deep. H.C.
There is a sacredness in tears.
They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.
They are messengers of overwhelming grief…
and unspeakable love.
Washington Irving
Most days I do okay and even find myself smiling and laughing again. But there’s still a dull ache that never seems to go away. It reminds me you’re gone and aren’t coming back. Missing you isn’t the hardest part, knowing I once had you is what breaks my heart. T.D.
A final comfort that is small,
but not cold:
The heart is the only broken
instrument that works.
T.E. Kalem
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