How you managed to live two lives for so long I will never know. You had a life with me here and another life with someone else a thousand miles away. You got away with it for a long time. I’ll never understand and never want to see you again as long as I live. NEVER! R.W.
When people cheat in any arena,
they diminish themselves;
they threaten their own self-esteem
and their relationships with others
by undermining the trust
they have in their ability
to succeed and in their ability to be true.
First posted on October 27, 2012
So much of my life revolved around you. From what time I get up to what I eat; from what I watch on TV to the positions I sleep in; from my plans for the future to how I dress are all inexplicably intertwined with you. I’ve become lost from losing you. T.G.
A habit cannot be
tossed out the window.
It must be coaxed
down the stairs
one step at a time.
What a person wants is not always what he and she needs. By holding onto our differences so closely we made it impossible for us to make it long term. I wish we had behaved differently, but the damage is done. I’m sorry. I love you. Always will. L.W.
I’ve learned a lot of lessons
In the short time I have lived
I’ve learned how to appreciate
And I’ve learned how to give.
But in these past few months
There’s two I’ll remember most
I’ve learned how to love
And I’ve learned to let go.
You entered my life with such a force
And left it with one as strong
And though we tried to make it last
We both knew it wouldn’t be long.
And so I’ve learned to end this
Without an urge to cry;
These are my final words to you,
“I love you and goodbye.”
From “A Lesson”
by Monica-Angel Gellar
You hurt my feelings and I forgave you over and over. In public you embarrassed me frequently and I excused your behavior. You cheated on me and I pardoned you in my heart for your unfaithfulness. Last night you hit me. Enough! This time I’m gone. E.D.
I’m guilty of giving people
more chances than they deserve
but when I’m done, I’m done.
The days when we were falling in love were intense as the flames grew ever higher and higher. Then one day the fire died down to embers and soon after the coals were lifeless and black. Sustained love takes great tending. Dying love takes only indifference. L.L.
The flame of love
just a cold loneliness.
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.
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.
A web of deceit came from you and I loving each other. You were unfaithful. I got even by doing the same thing. Anger grew. Animosity thrived. A stack of lies piled up while compassion for each other evaporated. We’re done my Darling. G.D.
When two people decide to get a divorce,
it isn’t a sign that they “don’t understand” one another,
but a sign that they have, at last, begun to.
Our trips to Europe are strong in my memory. Any photo of our favorite city is an instant reminder. So is every song I listened to on the flights. Like yesterday I recall the restaurants, coffee shops, art museums, walking in the snow at night… I remember it all. CB
Memories are bullets.
Some whiz by and only spook you.
Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.
I’m over our breakup and have moved on, but still don’t understand how could you be so kind and loving and then be the exact opposite? I thought you loved me. Then you hated me. Did I do something to deserve that? What happened? What went wrong?
I don’t know what it was
that made me love you.
Or what it was that made you
hate me the way you do.
I remember what you said
And I remember what you did
And it never made sense.
You were there
And then you weren’t.
You had my heart
And I had yours
You said it was love
So I stayed.
Maybe it was too much;
Maybe it wasn’t enough.
But I will never forget
The way you made me feel;
Like I was everything,
And I will never forget
The way you made me feel
Like I was nothing
Antonio M. Arce