Love for you still lives in my heart but I’m different now.
You broke me. NO, you shattered me into pieces. Once I put myself back together the person who emerged is not the old quiet and compliant me. I’m stronger with lots of confidence. Are you ready for that? L.K.
Yes you are forgiven,
come back to me
and we can start all over again…
But one thing is for sure,
after you broke me
I’m not the same person
that you hurt before…
I thought settling down wasn’t for me. You came along and swept me off my feet. I was so in love with you but afraid I could not be with one man for the rest of my life. It’s been three years since I broke up with you. I was so very, very wrong. Please take me back. J.S.
The shattering of a heart
when being broken
is the loudest quiet ever.
Did you just get tired of me? Our life was peaceful, loving and happy. Did you get bored? Is that why you left me for someone else? Now you say you made a mistake and want us to get back together. How can I trust you again? I don’t think I can, at least not now. G.L.
Relationships are mysterious.
We doubt the positive qualities in others,
seldom the negative. You will say to your partner:
do you really love me? Are you sure you love me?
You will ask this a dozen times and drive the person nuts.
But you never ask: are you really mad at me?
Are you sure you’re angry? When someone is angry, you
don’t doubt it for a moment. Yet the reverse should be true.
We should doubt the negative in life, and have faith in the positive.
Not your fault. Not mind either. Over time, distance didn’t make the heart grow fonder; it made it forget instead. Neither of us is to blame. A thousand miles between us is. We have to either find a way to live in the same city and try again or move on separately. K.M.
I am sorry, so very sorry, my poor heart.
I promised you that you would never have
to know such pain ever again, and that a life frozen
would be best. I let you thaw out for a woman,
taking a risk. It was slow, as to ease you back into
the warmth, that I chose to allow you out. I hoped
you would burn brighter than you once did, and
you showed so much more than I could have imagined.
You knew the risks as well as I, and followed my lead.
I am sorry, that this has happened once more.
You deserve so much more than this pain I have allowed.
There’s no way to explain my behavior except male ego and stupidity; no logic in letting a moments pleasure come before us. It was only lust with nothing meaningful in it. You own my heart; always will. I don’t deserve it, but please forgive me; take me back. J.M.
Forgive me for being so careless
with the heart that loves me so well.
I love you. You may not believe it now,
but time will certainly tell.
I made a mistake. I have made you cry.
I broke your heart, there is not one reason why,
But I am truly sorry and I want you to know
That all the love I feel for you
I want a second chance to let it show.
I am sorry, Please forgive me and
I promise if you do you will never be sorry.
“Forgive Me” by Frederickia Wallace
I’m right back where I started long ago in a search for the great love of my life; one that shook me down to my soul; one I couldn’t get over no matter how hard I tried. Here I am back near the start knowing the “one” is you. I pray daily for another chance. C.B.
In life we don’t always get what we want;
hopes and dreams get washed away so easily,
hearts are broken, chances are missed,
and we always seem to end up
right back where we started.
From “Colliding Worlds”
by Rebecah McManus
In a dream words came I can’t say. “I love you. Always will. No one ever moved me like you”. To think you might be mine again is so far-fetched I can only barely imagine it. Thoughts of you in my arms straddles the outer boundary of reality, but I think them anyway. M.K.
His heart danced upon her movements
like a cork upon a tide.
He heard what her eyes said to him
from beneath their cowl
and knew that in some dim past,
whether in life or revery,
he had heard their tale before.
I wanna believe you’re a perfect guy and everything you seem is true. You’re that book, with the pretty cover, that I just can’t wait to get into. Now I’ve read far enough into you I can’t put you down, I fear there will be a twist and by the last page I’ll be heartbroken. E.O.
You have something that is mine;
You took it all, not just part;
It was very close to me, now it’s gone;
That’s right love, you took my heart.
So lock my heart up tight;
Make sure no one can take it;
Don’t let it out of sight;
Love, please try not to break it.
Taken from “Don’t Break My Heart”
by Aubrii on http://www.unsignedbandweb.com
My heart has been broken many times and disappointed many times more. Mistakes and ill choices were often made in ignorance. But I am older, wiser and know better how to love and be loved now. As long my lungs breathe I will hope for the ‘one’ to find me. O.O.
Could it be that I once saw you
In a dream as old as time
And could it be the arms holding you
Were really mine the whole time?
Could you have been my one and only
The reason I woke each new day
The one thing I always needed
The one for whom I use to pray?
Could it be that I still love you
And once again I’ll find
That you’re not just a memory
Only to be viewed in my mind?
Could it be, oh Lord I pray,
Just one thing I ask of you
If you’re out there waiting
You’ll try to find me too?
Taken from “Could It Be” by Freida Martinez
Time has come to put it all way: women I loved who did not love me; those whose heart I broke and who broke mine; two I married and divorced; and all the dysfunctions that caused our dramas. Time to love with an open heart as I was never able to before. J.B.
The mark of a real man, is a man who can allow himself
to fall deeply in love with a woman.
But the reason why a man is often heartbroken,
is because a woman can become overcome
by the reality that she has made a man out of a boy,
because it’s just such an overwhelming process,
a beautiful and powerful evolution.
Therefore, a man needs to fall in love
with a woman who knows that men don’t happen every day,
and when a man does happen, that’s a gift!
A gift not always given,
and one that shouldn’t be thrown away so easily.
C. JoyBell C.