The love in my heart does not care if we are together or not. You no longer being here does not diminish my feelings; that only increases my pain. I dreamed that you came back. One day I think you will, but will I still love and want you then? C.B.
I think you still love me,
but we can’t escape the fact
that I’m not enough for you.
I knew this was going to happen.
So I’m not blaming you…
I’m not angry, either.
I should be, but I’m not.
I just feel pain. A lot of pain.
I thought I could imagine
how much this would hurt,
but I was wrong.
You don’t know that I know you’ve been untrue…again. Carrying this around is killing me. How could you?!? I forgave you once and I can’t do it again. This will be the end, but who will speak first? You or me? Today or tomorrow? Soon for sure. G.W.
I tried so hard.
I tried my best.
I gave you my all,
and now there’s nothing left.
You stole my heart,
then tore it in two.
Now I’m falling apart,
and don’t know what to ……….
I Tried So Hard
By Whitney Barton
The last thing I want is for you to go, but I know you’re going. You don’t love me like I love you. You’re still searching and don’t really know yet what you need. No words can’t change your mind. There is nothing I can do but let you go and love you from a distance. S.D.
Fire runs through my body with the pain of loving you;
Pain runs through my body with the fires of my love for you;
Sickness wanders my body with my love for you;
Pain like a boil about to burst with my love for you;
Consumed by the fire with my love for you.
I remember what you said to me;
I am thinking of your love for me;
I am torn by your love for me;
Pain and more pain.
Where are you going with my love?
I am told you will go from here
I am told you will leave me here;
My body is numb with grief;
Remember what I have said, my love
Good bye, my love, good bye.
recited by a Kwakuitl Indian of Southern Alaska
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
I used to think we might get back together. However, now I know what is done, is done. What we once shared lives only in the past now. I may have started the storm of hurt, but you threw plenty in the hurricane too. Our love became crippled, never to heal. O.A.
Grab a plate and throw it on the floor
Did it break?
Okay, now say sorry to it.
Did it go back to how it was before?
Now do you understand?
You waited till Christmas Eve to say you didn’t want me anymore. It will be a long time before I can do anything but dread the coming of the holidays? Form now on tree lights, wreaths and wrapping paper will only remind me of the day we said goodbye. T.G.
Sometimes you just have to
hold your head up high,
blink away the tears,
and say goodbye.
From the moment we met passion and feelings of attachment swept us away. As the winds of attraction calmed I found myself trying to be what I thought you wanted, instead of who I was. In time I grew to hate myself. To save me, I had to leave you. G.T.
As soon as the love relationship
does not lead me to me,
as soon as I in a love relationship
do not lead another person to himself,
this love, even if it seems to be the most secure
and ecstatic attachment I have ever experienced,
is not true love.
For real love is dedicated to continual becoming.