For months I was only a shadow. I lost weight because I didn’t eat. My friends wondered why I didn’t spend time with them anymore. Even my work suffered. My memories of you will never completely fade away, but it’s time I got on with my life and put you behind me.
Incredible change happens in your life
when you decide to take control
of what you do have power over
instead of craving control
over what you don’t.
Steve Maraboli
Falling in and out of love with you had a purpose. The heartbreak prepared me to appreciate the love of my life when it arrived. There will always be a little spot with your initials inscribed on it tucked away safely in my heart. First love never completely dies. A.P.
In Nature, things are broken with a purpose:
clouds break to pour rains,
rivers break to water fields,
fields break to yield crops,
seeds break to yield plants
… so if ever you feel broken,
understand that you must be part
of a better and more beautiful purpose…
Debashis Dey
It took many pieces of broken loves to build a person strong enough to know true love when it arrived. To all who hurt me, caused sleepless nights, made me cry and broke my heart; thank you. Now I’m able to only love someone worthy of giving my heart to. H.E.
Say what you mean and mean what you say.
Don’t expect others to read your mind,
and don’t play games with their heads and hearts.
Don’t tell half-truths and expect people to trust you
when the full truth comes out.
Half-truths are no better than lies.
And don’t ignore someone you care about,
because lack of concern hurts more than angry words.
Unknown
Oh, how hard I’ve tried to forget you! Your letters were burned in the fireplace. All our photos went up in smoke like the cards, notes and everything I’d saved. It didn’t help. You’re no more out of my heart now than when I burned it all; now just another regret. O.Y.
Sometimes
the hardest part
isn’t letting go
but rather
learning to start over.
Nicole Sobon
I’ll never forget: driving from the airport after not being together for weeks; the gift of yourself with a bow in a strategic spot; a French maid costume surprise; the noisy headboard the first time we made love. I smile to recall sweet memories only death can take away. C.K.
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
“Remember” By Christina Rossetti 1830–1894
I still find physical traces of you: a music tape you sent me mixed in with others, photos on a hard drive saved from an old computer, a big Valentines Day card packed away at the bottom of a stereo box. It’s been over 20 years and you’re still very much with me. M.E.
Faded photograph
Covered now with lines and creases,
Tickets torn in half
Memories in bits and pieces,
Traces of love long ago
That didn’t work out right.
Traces of love.
From the song “Traces” by the Classics IV
The days are clear in memory when I couldn’t go more than ten minutes without thinking of you. Over time that yearning faded into the back of my mind; by no means cured, but put away safe. I’m glad I never got over you. It tells me the strength of my feelings. A.G.
“You’ll get over it…”
It’s the clichés that cause the trouble.
To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever.
You don’t get over it because ‘it” is the person you loved.
The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never loses.
How could it?
This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it.
Why would I want them to?
From “Written on the Body” by Jeanette Winterson
How you held me is clear in my mind as if the last time was a week ago. I belonged there. I felt safe. I felt wanted. I felt at home. I felt desired. I felt loved beyond doubt. Those feelings will glow fresh and strong within me until my heart beats no more. V.B.
What we need to know about loving is no great mystery.
We all know what constitutes loving behavior;
we need but act upon it, not continually question it.
Over-analysis often confuses the issue
and in the end brings us no closer to insight.
We sometimes become too busy classifying,
separating, and examining, to remember
that love is easy. It’s we who make it complicated.
Leo Buscaglia
How was I to know there was still a flame in my heart for you? I could not have imagined all these years later such sweet feelings were waiting to be awakened. Time’s been a kind companion. It fogged out the heartache and left only deeply joyful memories of you. J.B.
You have my heart inside your hands,
you can do what ever you want with it…
BURN it,
BREAK it,
BUT remember you are inside.
Anonymous
You’ve been in my heart for so many years, never knowing where you were or even if you were still alive. I thought you ceased loving me long ago. Now to know you never lost what you felt for me renews the pain of losing you, but the joy I feel is so much stronger. M.E.
When it rains it reminds me of you.
Although 2000 miles away is so far away,
I still always walk outside in the rain
and kiss it just for you. It never fails me.
The rain will always come
and I’ll always love you.
The next time you see a storm on the horizon,
don’t worry, it’s just heaven doing me the favor
of taking you my kiss. Walk outside
and kiss the rain whenever you need me.
Unknown
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