Tag: Broken heart

Lost Chance

I caught a glimpse of your face,
Saw the sad reflection of your smile,
And the longing in your eyes,
It spoke the question you were afraid to ask.
It is all so painful, the memories of the past.
When love was right before your eyes you chose not to see
Thinking only of your youth and the need to be free.
The years have gone by and you are all alone
You yearn for something that is no longer there.
Isn’t it funny how we never realize what we have
until we lose it?

Second Chances

It’s funny how things change,
There was a time when other things mattered,
In life not all dreams come true,
But there comes a time when you realize,
That the things that matters most,
Are the things you already have,
And everything else takes second place.
Sometimes you have to wonder,
What the fuss was all about,
So many did not make it through,
So many lives have been cut short,
So many have met untimely deaths,
So many tears have been shed,
So many have known sorrow,
For so many there is no tomorrow.

So many of us spend our lives complaining
When we should be giving thanks,
For the life that we have,
It may not be perfect,
But we are alive, and because we are alive,
There is still hope.
There is hope for a brighter tomorrow,
Hope to see our dreams come true.
We must use the time we have,
To repair broken relationships,
Heal old wounds,
Forgive those who hurt us,
And be at peace with our enemies,
Our friends and ourselves.

Think Before you Close the Door

Ι watched him walk through the door,
Without a backward glance,
My heart was breaking but my pride,
Would not allow me to beg him not to go.
The resounding slam of the door,
Was like a knife being thrust,
Deep into my heart,
Salty tears stung my eyes,
But I refused to cry.

He walked away and I was suddenly engulfed,
In a pool of emptiness,
The silence was deafening,
I could hear myself thinking,
Asking questions that might,
Forever remain unanswered.

Why did he leave me for another?
I gave him all my youth,
He basked in my beauty and warmth,
Told me love stories of how,
We would never be apart,
I was the love of his life he said,
No other could compare,
He said we would grow old together,
So why am I now the only one here?

He met her three months ago,
A sweet pretty girl, just twenty years old,
The same age as our daughter,
He could be her father!
Was it a case of midlife crisis,
Or just plain selfishness?
Twenty-five years devoted to this man,
And he threw it down the drain.

The months have passed by slowly,
My heart is healing,
It doesn’t hurt so much anymore,
He called me yesterday,
She left him, not at all surprised,
You know what he asked me?
If he could come back home!
What home I wondered?
I can still hear the resounding,
Slamming of the door,
It still echoed in my ears,
Reminding me that he had closed,
The chapter in the life we once shared.

I didn’t have to think about it,
Much as I love him,
My answer was no.
I said it loud,
I screamed it in his ears,
So there was no mistake about it,
He could clearly understand,
That was the last word,
He would hear from me,
It was the final goodbye.

Life goes on!

He Left Her For You

Wedding bells are ringing,
you are smiling, she is crying,
Five children, the baby just,
three months old,
How could you marry him,
knowing he was leaving her for you?
Yes I know he asked you to marry him,
but you could have said no,
You could have looked at the four children,
and the baby and tell him not to be heartless,
She stood outside the church crying,
her three-month old baby in her arms,
You walked past her smiling,
You were dressed in white,
but your heart was dark,
Don’t you not know that you reap,
what you sow?
Someday she will be the one smiling,
and you will be the one crying,
when he leaves you for another.
 

Love Don’t Live Here Anymore

Love don’t live here anymore,
It left a long time ago,
And all I had was shattered dreams,
And thoughts of what could have been,
You walked away without a backward glance,
I cried my tears, now my eyes are dry,
I am back on my feet,
I am getting ready to fly,
There is a knock on the door,
I wonder who it could be,
I looked and thought perhaps,
My eyes were fooling me,
But you were standing there,
With an apologetic smile,
Saying you were sorry you left,
Could I give you another chance,
There was a spring in my steps,
There was charm in my smile,
I said “honey when you left I changed the,
Locks on the door”
I said “Go find someone else,
Cause you’re not welcome here anymore!”

Solitude

As oft we moan and groan about our broken hearts,
Of the love we had and lost, of the one who was insincere,
And whose promises and words of love were false.

Yet there are those who have never loved,
Who have never known what it is like to have
a broken heart,
Some whose lips have never been kissed,
Who have never had arms to hold them tight,
Who have never felt the touch of a gentle caress,
Or experience the ecstasy of another body next to theirs,
The womb that never bore a child,
The breast that never suckled,
What is it like to go through life without once being touched?

Some wait and wait to find the perfect someone,
That never ever comes along,
Wasted years, waiting for something that doesn’t exist,
Some wait for that perfect husband,
To give them that perfect child,
A glimpse of him eventually appears,
But alas! It is too late because the childbearing days are gone,
So there still remains that uneven equation,
And the feeling that something is missing.

We live in an imperfect world and there is no such thing,
As a perfect someone,
For those who have never loved,
There is no missing something you have never experienced,
And though it may seem safer,
Is it really happier not to love,
Than to love and have your heart broken?
Not necessarily, because there will be no good times
to remember,
No memories to cherish, no one to reminisce about,
No experience to guide you,
What is it like to have lived and never loved?

 

Sometimes we spend so much time moaning over the things that are wrong in our lives that we do not take the time to notice all the wonderful things we have that are often  times more important than the things we complain about.  Every morning we wake we need to give thanks to God for allowing us to live to see another day.   Give thanks for the things we have that we take so much for granted; like being able to see, or talk, or walk, always be mindful that there are some out there who can’t.   Give thanks for good health, for family and friends.  Give thanks for the problems and obstacles you were able to overcome.  These life lessons help to make us stronger.  These experiences can make us wiser.  At all times as long as there is life, give thanks!

Sloitude

For My Broken Heart
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As oft we moan and groan about our broken hearts,
Of the live we had and lost, of the one who was insincere,
And whose promises and words of love were false.

And there are those who have never loved,
Who have never known what it is like to have
a broken heart,
Some whose lips have never been kissed,
Who have never had arms to hold them tight,
Who have never felt the touch of a gentle caress,
Or experience the ecstasy of another body next to theirs,
The womb that never bore a child,
The breast that never suckled,
What is it like to go through life without once being touched?

Some wait and wait to find the perfect someone,
That never ever comes alone,
Wasted years, waiting for something that doesn’t exist,
Some wait for that perfect husband,
To give them that perfect child,
A glimpse of him eventually appears,
But alas! It is too late because the childbearing days,
are gone,
So there still remains that uneven equation,
And the feeling that something is missing.

We live in an imperfect world and there is no such thing,
As a perfect someone,
For those who have never loved,
There is no missing something you have never experienced,
And though it may seem safer,
Is it really happier not to love,
Than to love and have your heart broken?
Not necessarily, because there will be no good times
to remember,
No memories to cherish, no one to reminisce about,
No experience to guide you,
What is it like to have lived and never loved?

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