Tag Archives: breaking up

Excuse Me for Caring

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Excuse me for caring about you. Even though we didn’t have the best relationship at the time, I still loved you enough to worry. Now you’ve turned it on me and called me screwed up and neurotic. Hold a mirror up. That’s actually a description of you! S.S.


You took my love, you broke my heart
You took my smile, and tore it apart
You left me crying down on the floor
The funny thing is, I still want more
If only you loved me like I wanted you to
But you tricked me into loving you
You tore me apart, you broke my heart
From “You Broke My Heart” by Alexandra Burke

Making It OK

Posted by James Browning on

Over time it became painfully obvious we should not be together, but logic hasn’t stopped me from day-dreaming about what might have been. Hindsight has saved the good times & forgotten the bad. I suppose that’s lifes way of making me OK we’re no longer together. K.M.

We had a lot of fun
When we were together
I’ll never forget
I’ll always remember.

The laughs that we shared
The dreams that we had
But those dreams changed
And they left me sad.

I know you’ve moved on
And found someone new
But I have to admit
I still wish for you.

This isn’t healthy for me
I really need to stop
When I think about our past
My heart wants to pop.

So as I say my last goodbye
I want you to know
That I’m trying my best
To learn to just let go.

“Just Let Go” by Aubrey at bestteenpoems.com

Only Time Will Tell

Posted by James Browning on

I think I’ll make it. No longer am I just bones and am gaining weight after barely eating for months. I’m exercising and hanging out with friends again. Once in a while I even remember something we shared and smile. Will I ever love again? Only time will tell. S.B.

Learn to appreciate the rainbow
after cursing the rain.
It’s just like loving again
after experiencing the pain.
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None of the Pieces Fit

Posted by James Browning on

Why did I break up with you? Looking at all the pieces I realized ‘we’ weren’t a puzzle anymore. The pieces simply didn’t fit together. Even if we tried really hard, the pieces were still for two different puzzles. We don’t belong together and hurt each trying to be. K.M.

For every heart that finds love,
there is a heart that cries.
For every dream that is reborn,
there is a dream that dies.
For every day filled with sun,
there is a day of rain.
For every hour filled with joy
there is an hour of pain.
For every smile upon a face,
there is a tear to cry.
For every fond hello you say,
there is a sad goodbye.
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