Tag Archives: remembered love

Is Love Hiding

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11How the hours change things. The night is so different from what is here now in this new day. Last night we were in love and today it seems to have evaporated away. What is real and what is not? Was last night love or illusion? Is love hiding or are we hiding love? JR

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The sound of sunshine shouts,
Across my window sill;
A drum that echoes through,
A world that once was still.

Gone with the morning;
Where did the feeling go?
What was here,
Is here no more;
Leaving only shadows
Of the night before.

Two daytime strangers wake
A long way from the night.
We couldn’t make the journey
From the dark to the light.

Gone with the morning;
What happens I do not know.
The bed is warm
Where we slept.
Sunshine came
And we were swept away,
Leaving us victims
Of the new day.

What was here,
Is here no more.
We are shadows
Of the night before.
I wish I knew
Why love just fades
Away and dies;
Like stars that live by night
And tumble from the skies.
James Browning © 1975

Love Takes Great Tending

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11The days when we were falling in love were intense as the flames grew ever higher and higher. Then one day the fire died down to embers and soon after the coals were lifeless and black. Sustained love takes great tending. Dying love takes only indifference. L.L.

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The flame of love
is now
just a cold loneliness.
Uniek Swain

Waiting, but Not Forever

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11I can’t make you love me, want me, or understand me. All I can do Is hope that someday you will. I’m not going to sit around waiting for you, but I will keep hoping you’ll want me before time creates too vast a distance between us. I’m waiting, but not forever. C.N.

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In my story you’re the villain.
But in my heart,
you’re still the reigning King.
Coco J. Ginger

The Rest of My Days

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11When you said you no longer loved me, I was devastated. It took years for that shadow to evaporate so I could see clearly again. Now I know I will love again, but never like that. My love for you is the forever type that never completely goes away. B.J.

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I held her close for only a short time,
but after she was gone,
I’d see her smile on the face of a perfect stranger
and I knew she would be there with me
all the rest of my days.
Brian Andreas

My Love For You

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart11Always I’ll remember that since you loved me once, even after twenty-five years there will still be some of that love left. No matter how much you deny it that love will be there. Whatever comes to you now or later my love for you will be part of its foundation. J.B.

3041941381_1_3_u7FgwCnqAt some point,
you have to realize
that some people
can stay in your heart
but not in your life.
Unknown

Right Person at the Wrong Time

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1I wonder how things might have turned out had we met at a different time. Never will there be doubt we loved each other, but we were committed to other people and dealing with the problems of those failing relationships. Is “us” still a possibility? D.K.

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It’s scary being loved
because life is complicated
and all too often it throws you off balance
by sending you the right person at the wrong time.
Guillaume Musso

Once More Thou Were Mine

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1Many memories fade over time, but not those of you. In the right circumstance I travel back and am almost there with you. It takes only a song, a smell, a sound, a rainy day, food prepared a particular way or a hundred other things and I am transported. H.P.

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Twas but a word, a single word
A stranger’s lip expressed
And yet my spirit’s depths were stirred
With feelings long repressed.
Unbidden tear-drops dimmed my eyes,
My lips still wore a smile;
O how the heart can grief disguise,
And learn deception’s wile.
Thoughts, rushing thoughts, came wild and fast,
The present, it was not,
I only saw the long, long past,
How could it be forgot?
Young voices murmured in mine ear,
With radiant mirth and glee,
But I, alas! could only hear
The heart that spoke of thee.
And that hand was clasped in mind,
Once more thou were mine own,
And ‘neath the crescent pale shine,
On the hill-side, alone.
From “Memory” by ‘Mrs. Swift’
Originally published in the early 1800’s
in Neal’s Saturday Gazette

Defies Duplication

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1For so long I have loved you that I can’t remember when I didn’t. Change and circumstances separated us. We went on with our lives with other people. With you my heart learned to love. Our first times are precious to me. I will treasure those memories always. R.Y.

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Something about first love defies duplication.
Before it, your heart is blank. Unwritten.
After, the walls are left inscribed and graffitied.
When it ends, no amount of scrubbing
will purge the scrawled oaths and sketched images,
but sooner or later, you find that there’s space
for someone else, between the words and in the margins.
From “Where You Are” by Tammara Webber

True Love

Posted by James Browning on

broken20heart1I will remember her not as the one who broke my heart, but as the one who taught me how to love. I have healed enough to see the bond between some people lasts for some time and ends. But for a while it was magic; a true love that didn’t last. R.B.

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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