It took time to look back and appreciate how much loving you benefited me. We broke each other’s heart but learned how to love by being together. What was then is no more but our time is a sweet treasure to me. My heart has healed now. I am ready to love again. T.P.
I hid my heart in a nest of roses,
Out of the sun’s way, hidden apart;
In a softer bed than the soft white snow’s is,
Under the roses I hid my heart.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Do you know what it is like to kill love? I do. After you broke my heart I prayed over and over to stop loving you and asked to die in the process. Eventually came freedom from the torment of you. I am still alive and my heart has finally dried out from the grief you left me in.
I thought when love for you died,
I should die.
It’s dead.
Alone, most strangely, I live on.
Rupert Brooke
Never will I regret our extraordinary romance. There were reasons we met, reasons for the good times and reasons for the bad times, and most importantly a reason to end. We have more to learn, more to experience and more loving to do in this lifetime. T.T.
Hold up… hold on…
don’t be scared;
You’ll never change
what’s been and gone.
May your smile…
Shine on…
Don’t be scared
Your destiny may keep you warm.
Oasis
You say you need space and time to figure things out. If you truly loved me there would be no questions; being together would be a “can’t not do”. The uncertainty shows you don’t love me enough to make a commitment. I accept that and am not waiting for you anymore. C.D.
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you.
Pablo Neruda
Love is patient & waits calmly; assuredly; confidently. The yearning & burning; the desire & fire is a primitive need stoked by craving & longing. Passion alone isn’t love. You never come around except to sleep with me. I’m done with that. Don’t show up here again. D.G.
How do they do it,
the ones who make love without love?
Beautiful as dancers,
gliding over each other like ice-skaters
over the ice, fingers hooked
inside each other’s bodies, faces
red as steak, wine, wet as the
children at birth whose mothers are going to
give them away.
How do they do it,
the ones who make love without love?
From “Sex Without Love” by Sharon Olds
Some day when the pain stops I will be a better person for having loved you. All of me and everything I had was given and for a time you gave of yourself equally. Things just fell apart. It’s no one’s fault. Because we lasted only for a time does make “Us” a mistake. C.S.
Our wounds are often the openings
into the best and most beautiful part of us.
David Richo
Week after week I stayed thinking you’d grow up, you’d change and you’d stop hurting me. Yet, over time how you treated me only got worse. Still I didn’t leave, thinking if only you could see how much I loved you, then you’d change and we’d be OK. It didn’t work. A.O.
I’ve heard that people stay in bad situations
because a relationship like that gets turned up by degrees.
It is said that a frog will not jump out of a pot of boiling water.
Place him in a pot and turn it up a little at a time,
and he will stay until he is boiled to death.
Us frogs understand this.
Deb Caletti
FINALLY, this weekend I took the photos of you/us out of the frames and burned them in the fireplace. The books and clothes you left are boxed up for charity to pick up. I put up or gave away everything that reminds me of you. Now maybe I can let go of you; FINALLY! C.G.
We have to allow ourselves to be loved
by the people who really love us,
the people who really matter.
Too much of the time,
we are blinded by our own pursuits of people
to love us, people that don’t even matter,
while all that time we waste and the people who do love us
have to stand on the sidewalk and watch us beg in the streets!
It’s time to put an end to this. It’s time for us to let ourselves be loved.
C. Joybell C.
It’s not that you found somebody else. It’s that you rubbed that somebody in my face and made me feel like crap. Never have I cried so much. I get nauseous just thinking about you. So please, go away. I don’t want to be your friend. I don’t want to be your anything. G.O.
If someone you love hurts you
cry a river,
build a bridge,
and get over it.
Anonymous
Broken Hearts Anonymous 