Where does all that love go?

"Relationships take time. They are days and nights and weeks. They are stretched and worked and kneaded into something you never imagined they could be. But when they are over, the end comes so quickly you barely have time to breathe, to blink. They are minutes and seconds, and one moment you have everything and the next you have nothing. So here’s my question: when you lose the most important person to you in the entire world, where is all the love—love you never even knew you were capable of—supposed to go?"

"I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where we once were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from slim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, no matter where you avoid and who you don’t see, and no matter who sees you avoiding where you go. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover what happens to you, and no matter what happens to me as I discover this, and no matter how I am discovered after what happens to me as I am discovering this."

Empty

I don’t care why you came into my life, only that you did. I don’t remember all the things I did wrong. I remember what I did right. I remember you. You made my life meaningful. You made my life special. Why can't I get over this.

Hopeful

I don’t think I’ll ever be truly and completely over you, but I’m trying...God am I trying.

True story

Once you love someone, even after you move on, it will always hurt to see them with someone else.

This is so beautiful

I have scars upon scars upon scars upon freshly rendered flesh on my heart. It is not a pretty thing anymore my heart. It is not ugly Inside … not bitter (yet). It still beats, it still pumps blood and I still live. Isn’t it funny how you live on when your heart is either so full of pain you cry from the agony of it all, or you cease to hurt and become numb? The latter frightens me. To Not feel? I who feel so much, too much. I still cannot find it in my heart to hate the one that freshly broke my heart. I cannot hate the other who comes after me. I hurt too much to find my smile. So if I am not all cheerful and positive, I hope you can forgive me my human-ness and the hurts I must deal with. I see the beauty of love, and I have soul mates. Just not in a Lover like I dreamed of & hoped for. So in my way I still believe in love. But not so much these days for me do I believe in Love and a “Love that time will lay down and be still." No Shining Today.

Dear...everyone I know:

There is always a soft spot in my heart for you- even when you've done wrong, even when you've let me down....even when you couldn't care less.