Tag Archives: holding on

Come Back To me

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1I understand you’re searching to find your way and sort out what is best for your life. I respect that and the space you say you need, but don’t ever forget I love you very much. I’m not going anywhere and will be waiting for you with open arms to come back to me. R.R.

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The road stretches before you
No one knows just how far,
And whatever may befall you
Just remember who you are
If others try to change you,
Think who you want to be,
And I’ll be right here waiting
For when you return to me.
Taken from “I’ll Be Waiting”
Author Unknown

The Loudest Quiet Ever

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1I 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.

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The shattering of a heart
when being broken
is the loudest quiet ever.
Carroll Bryant

Most People Don’t Grow Up

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1You go to a game when there’s work to be done on our house. We never go out, but you often get drunk with your buddies. You have no ambition. The only job you’re able to keep is in construction. I’m tired of taking care of two kids when one of them is you! B.O.

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Most people don’t grow up.
Most people age.
They find parking spaces,
honor their credit cards,
get married, have children,
and call that maturity.
What that is, is aging.
Maya Angelou

My Poor Heart

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1Not 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.

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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.
http://convolutedwritings.com/2012/09/shattered-heart

I’m Through

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1I want to be with you, but I’m afraid of getting hurt and because of that, I end up getting hurt more. I sit here and say I don’t care about you and I’m not going to let you hurt me, and just by saying that I know that you already have. It’s not your fault, it never is. It’s me. D.J.

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I’m through with romance,
I’m through with love,
I’m through with counting the stars above,
and here’s the reason that I’m so free,
my loving baby is through with me.
Everly Brothers

Nothing But A Burden

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1 Once we were madly in love and couldn’t keep our hands off one other. Now we hardly talk, we don’t kiss and haven’t made love in months. It seems like the great gift that once was our love has turned into nothing but a burden. How did we let this happen to us?

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Love that does not
renew itself every day
becomes a habit
and in turn a slavery.
Khalil Gibran

Give Me a Chance

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1At least you take my calls now and talk to me. I don’t deserve forgiveness, but I hope for it anyway. Living without you taught there is no one else I want to spend my life with. Please give me a chance and I’ll spend my life showing you the depth of my love for you. A.H.

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Sometimes you love something so much
that it hurts to leave it, but you must.
Sometimes it hurts too much to hold on
to that thing you love. And sometimes
you let go of what you love because it hurts,
but then just sometimes you get it back
and live happily ever after.
Anonymous

A Second Chance

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1There’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.

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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

Can’t Stand Such Scrutiny

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1There are moments I wish I’d been simpler; wanted less; found fewer faults; lived more in the present; spent less time looking back and glancing forward. Young love can’t stand such scrutiny. I went looking for someone better but never even found your equal. D.O.

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Sometimes I think I still can’t live without you.
A dull ache inside me
Realizes my yearning to be a part of your life.
The years have come and gone.
I never hear your name.
I don’t even know anyone who knows you.
Most of the time I believe I have changed –
Outgrown the ME who loved YOU.
Then,
A song, a scene, a scent
Catches my heart off guard,
And reminds me of you.
Sometimes,
Even after all these years,
I think I still can’t live without you.
“With Time” by NancySue Krenrich Hamm

Outer Boundary of Reality

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1In 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.

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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.
James Joyce