Category Archives: Love Fades Slowly

I Am Not There

Posted by James Browning on

I’ve been carrying you in my heart for 31 years. You were mine once, but I wanted to play the field. You wanted a husband, family and children. Before I knew I could love no one else you had married and it was too late. It’s breaks my heart that sickness has taken you now.  D.B.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye

How Can I Put It Back

Posted by James Browning on

I wonder where you are now. Did you fall in love again? Are you happy? Are you married?  Children? Is your life what you dreamed of and made so many sacrifices for? It’s been years and I wonder if what you threw me away for turned out to be worth it. B.C.

You broke my heart
into pieces.
How can it put it back?
I want to love again
And replace you in my heart.
But how can I love again
if my heart still
wants you….

Backward Glance of Regret

Posted by James Browning on

We’re friends who never should have been lovers. It’s my fault for believing fond affection between friends was the same as the romantic love between partners. I pushed. You went along. Now everything is all messed up, you’re gone and we’re not friends anymore. C.C.

There are those who pass like ships in the night,
who meet for a moment, then sail out of sight
with never a backward glance of regret,
folks we know briefly then quickly forget.
Then there are friends who sail together,
through quiet waters and stormy weather,
helping each other though joy and through strife.
And they are the kind who give meaning to life.

All My Secrets

Posted by James Browning on

I wish I could tell you things like I use to. You were the one I told all my secrets to. You were the one that I constantly wanted to be with. I wish you hadn’t left. I wish you hadn’t hurt me. I wish you were still my best friend. I miss you. V.H.

Sometimes I wish
I were a little kid again,
skinned knees are easier
to fix than broken hearts.

Life Without You

Posted by James Browning on

In time I’ll get used to the extra room in our my bed. The first night of sleeping alone was hard. I hardly slept and missed your warmth against me. The covers were not warm enough or soft enough to soothe me. I’ll get used to life without you but it will take a long time. D.C.

Giving up
doesn’t always
mean you
are weak;
sometimes it
means that
you are
strong enough
to let go.

I’m Not Supposed To…

Posted by James Browning on

I wish I could get you out of my head. If I could do that, maybe I can start to get you out of my heart. I imagine everything being good again between us, but I know you have moved on.  I am just a part of the past. R.Y.

I’m not supposed to love you.
I’m not supposed to care.
I’m not supposed to live
My life wishing you were there.
I’m not supposed to wonder
Where you are or what you do.
I’m sorry I can’t help myself,
I’m in love with you.