Hoping but Never Finding

broken20heart1It was many years ago when we spent our nights together. I think about you every day. Did your life turn out good? Are you happy? Hindsight has taught how much you meant to me. Every few weeks I go searching on-line for you, hoping but never finding. J.R.

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Years of love, followed by heartache.
Those are the years that define me.
Those are the years that know–
love’s eternity is you.
C. Elizabeth

A Woman Like You

broken20heart1The day I met you the yearning began. Getting to know you at work has only made me feel stronger. You’re smart, kind and incredibly pretty. Each night I toss and turn before sleep wondering if a woman like you could ever love a man like me.  S.P.

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Six weeks I’ve wanted you.
I know how you move,
and how the sunlight makes a shadow
on the curve of your cheek,
and the shape of your ear.
Laura Kinsale

How Screwed Up I Am

broken20heart1I want to give you my whole heart, but can’t. I’m afraid you’ll find out how screwed up I am if you get that close. It confuses me to love you so much and hate myself at the same time. If I don’t share my true feelings with you soon I know you’ll leave me. H.F.

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A woman who is not happy with herself
can never be happy for someone else.
Kamryn Adams

Do You Realize…

broken20heart1We date for a while. Then you don’t return phone calls. After a few weeks you pop up again and we look like a couple for a few weeks. But you always disappear again. A little at a time you’re tearing my heart up. Do you realize what you’re doing to me? D.W.

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I feel I’ve needed you
since the beginning of time
on my way to wisdom I ask,
will you ever be mine?
Derek del Barrio

Losing the Battle

broken20heart1I hate me instead of hating you. I convinced myself I was over you. Now I know that is make believe. I pretend I wasn’t hurt when you broke my heart. I pretend I don’t miss you. All these lies have shown me is I miss you and am losing the battle to get over you. R.W.

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I was not always heartless,
but after you broke my heart
I started using my heart less.
Unknown

Once In a While

It’s an involuntary action once in a while when I’m walking alone and reach for your hand. At that moment I’m lost in thought remembering our days together. I forget for a split second you’re gone. I feel foolish, then sad, but end up feeling glad for a time when you loved me. C.B.

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How desperately
my empty hands
always search
for your hands
to hold…
Erni Aidil

Every Mistake Is a Weapon

broken20heart1Our consistent pastime is dwelling on what is wrong with our relationship and each other. Every mistake is as a weapon to be used. If we worked as hard on being together as we do on driving each other away maybe we’d find peace with each other. B.B.

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Hurt shouldn’t pile up like this inside of someone.
No one should suffocate beneath pain on top of pain.
You should have time to breathe,
time to scream it out until it doesn’t exist anymore.
Sharde Richardson

The Right Thing

broken20heart1I should have fought for you and not given up so easily when you told me it was over. Sure I called and wrote for a while but then I gave up. I’ll never know how close I was to winning to you back or if it was hopeless and I did the right thingJ.R.

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Just because I’m not
forever by your side
doesn’t mean that’s not
precisely where I want to be.
Stephanie Laurens

Shake, Sweat and Grieve

broken20heart1A hopeless fool I am; an addict. My substance of choice does not come in a pill or glass; it’s you. Like a junkie who can’t get a fix I shake, sweat and grieve doing my best to shake this habit since you don’t want me anymore. I feel like I am dying. B.R.

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Everyone has an addiction,
mine happens to be you.
Unknown

Helpless In Love

broken20heart1You know I like you. You might even have an idea it’s more. Why can’t I tell you? You’ve always been good to me, so what am I afraid of? I love you but can’t find the words or a way to say I want to be more than friends. I feel so helpless in love. V.H.

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To burn with desire
and keep quiet about it
is the greatest punishment
we can bring on ourselves.
Federico Garcia Lorca