You still don’t understand. You just don’t get it. I trusted you and you repeatedly violated the faith I had in you. Now you say you’re different; that you’ve grown and learned better. But you know what? I don’t trust you. Never will.
Breaking someone’s trust
is like crumpling
a perfect piece of paper.
You can smooth it over,
but it’s never going
to be the same again.
I still love you in spite of all the times you hurt me with your infidelities and lies. Now you say you want only me. A part of me wants to say “yes”. A stronger part screams “NO”. Sooner or later you’ll only shatter my heart again. I am certain of it. RO
I’m not upset that you lied to me,
I’m upset that from now on
I can’t believe you.
People are always fascinated by infidelity because, in the end – whether we’ve had direct experience or not – there’s part of you that knows there’s absolutely no more piercing betrayal. People are undone by it. Junot Diaz
It took a long time, but I finally was able to fall in love again. And for loving you I learned how to love better. This time I won’t make the same mistakes or do the same stupid things. Heart, mind and soul I am healthy and able to love like never before. D.L.
It feels like I’ve dried up my tears
And fought my way out
of this darkness
which used to possess
every part of my being
but now, it feels like
I am finally healing.
No more are the mascara stained pillows
No more is the feeling of drowning in sorrow
Gone is the emptiness in which I used to feel
Seems like real life has re’gained it’s appeal.
My heart was broken so badly moving on was impossible for years . Love failed because I never gave all of me and was dishonest. Now the grandest love of my life has arrived. This time I’m giving everything and risking it all. She’s worth it! B.C.
We go through life looking
for someone to call our own,
someone who will give us
the determination to carry on.
And that someone I have
found in you,
a love honest and so
Jesse DeLance Sutton
When I know something is not meant for me, I have learned to let go. That is not a weakness. Rather I am doing the right thing for myself by fighting the urge of wanting what is not good for me. How much I love you is not worth the misery it brings. C.P.
Love doesn’t go out like a light
or with a bang.
It passes away
as slow as honey drips
onto your morning toast.
Love clings to your being
just as wet clothes to skin,
but clothes dry
and so will your tears.
The nights become simpler
and the waves of unbearable heat
grow to be short flashes of subtle warmth,
and soon love will be
just a distant pang in the right back corner
of your still-beating heart.
From a poem found at http://poetrysync.blogspot.com/2013/07/
You’re just someone, not my only one. It took a while for me to mellow into to that frame of mind. I will always be grateful for what we shared and the memories I have of us. For a time we were special together. Finally that is enough. K.E.
We must be willing to let go
of the life we have planned,
so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
E. M. Forster