Broken Hearts

It's 1:35 in the morning, I'm wide awake. You're sound asleep. You sent me five, maybe six messages today. Honestly, that's better than yesterday. What happened to getting messages all day? Is it honestly that hard to pick up your phone before 6? You don't have a job. College is on break. How did I drop so low on your list of priorities? I've noticed, of course, how the texts have changed. "I love you" has become "love u" and only used when needed. I get one word answers. I have exhausted every conversation starter I know. Still, nothing. I get "okay" and "cool" and "yup". I've confronted you about it. If talking to me is a chore, don't talk to me. "Talking to you isn't a chore, sweetie." Good. Prove it. Put some effort into this. I am so very tired of pulling this along...
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And there you were. The most perfect combination of charisma, mystery, and bad news. It was the start of what would be the best and worst months of my life. Okay now brace yourself, because this is going to be filled with lots and lots of rambling because to be honest, I don't know how I could ever put all of my thoughts and feelings toward you into words or sentences that make any sense at all. Unfortunately, I am stuck in this zone until I decide to get on my feet and grow some balls and tell you how I feel and I do not mean the "hey, I like you." bullshit speech, I mean how I really feel. Until then I’m going to continue to go to hell and back trying to hide behind the friendship because you and I both know I do not want to lose it or risk losing it. Thank you for being...
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I am a country girl from a poor simple family from a third world country. When I was young I always had dreamed of getting out of my country, I wanted to see the other side of the world, your world. I am always amazed every time I will see foreigners from the first world countries coming in our place. It is either, you are coming for travel or mostly you are coming to help us, to give us some free medical check-ups, books, clothes, free education, etc. Those kindness and help you were giving us made a great impact on my young mind and my young heart, because of that I thought you were awesome, you have a golden hearts, I look at you up and respected you a lot. Even as a child I also realized that your life is very different from our life, I know it, I could even see it from the...
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An Open Letter to the First Boy Who Broke my Heart I have never felt like this in my entire life. My heart feels like its shattered into a million pieces, I haven’t cried this much –ever, my chest aches all the time, and there’s an emptiness inside of me that I think only you could fix. Maybe I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was in love. You had me wrapped around your finger, and I think you knew it. I would have done anything in the world for you, and sometimes I think that occasionally, you took advantage of that whether or not you meant to. From the moment we started to talk and become friends back in October, to May when we parted and went our separate ways for the summer, and maybe even forever I would have done anything in the world. You needed me and I needed you. I was...
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Well Hey Long time, no talk, It has took me a few years to actually write this letter or express my feelings ever since you broke my heart. I've had quite a few heart breaks in my life, but I would never expect in a million years for my best friend to break my heart. Honestly, I'm still recovering from it. Yeah I'm almost a Senior in High School and still recovering from a Heartbreak from 9th grade. It's sad isn't it? I still remember all our good ole' memories, like they were yesterday. I still remember our laughs and Cheesy jokes what we made up. I still have all of our friendship bracelets and necklaces. You might not have any of our stuff from our friendship nor remember any of our memories like I do. But I hope you know I still remember everything and it's okay if you don't. I...
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This is an open, honest letter to the man I loved after so many years of not knowing if I'd ever find it again. I knew from the moment we locked eyes at the gas station, that we'd start something we both could not walk away from. As I sit here years later pandering my life's next chapters, I wonder where it all went wrong. You see we couldn't be more opposite, but I was always willing to take part in the things you liked. Of course it was just lust for both of us but at opposite times I know we both thought of what it'd be like to love each other. Call me a hopeless romantic but anyway I could get you to come over, made my day... Every.... Single.... Time.... The thing about lust is, it turns into something unmistakable and will either get hotter or burn out like a moth to a...
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Did you think before you acted? Did you ever consider what a relationship like that would do to me? i doubt it because you say we were just "friends" but we were the exact definition of the term relationship. - Relationship: the way in which two or more concepts, objects, or people are connected, or the state of being connected. - Relationship: the way in which two or more people or organizations regard and behave toward each other. Sure. We were not "official" We did not say we were dating. But what do you call the endless text. The flirting. The sneaking around because we were forbidden? I wish I listened to them. I wish I listened to my sister, and your mom. They were scared of us sneaking around..I did not see it coming until it was to late. I want to blame you, I want to...
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The day I met you was when it all began. Not a friendship, of course. I don't think you're even capable of being a real friend. It was this out of control love triangle you had going on. The day I met you, you took advantage of my kindness. I was innocent compared to you, even though you were slightly younger. I had always been a good girl. The day I met you, I was already in a dark place. I had been through a lot that year. You were my first real kiss, and you made me feel special. A few weeks later I was falling. You had no intentions of catching me. You apparently had a girlfriend, but you continuously lied about her. "She's crazy." "She just thinks we are together." A couple of days later I met her, and she confirmed you had been with her for a couple of weeks before...
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An open letter to the "man" who used me, and left. I do not know why I am writing this letter. Maybe out of hope that it will stop the constant voices in my head. Or the constant wondering. Or the crying I do when I am forced to think of you. Maybe its in hope that you will come across it someday, see the name and know its me, your rush. Or maybe, I'm just writing it out of pure loneliness. No matter how much I write, I can not explain to you the amount of pain I am going through, I can not even explain it to myself. I knew this was a risk. I knew we were not together. I knew we were not in love. All I knew, is that I wanted you, I needed you, I clung to you. I trusted you. And I hoped. I hoped that those times you mentioned a future, us living together, being together when I was...
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I recently heard through the grapevine that you're pregnant with your first child. I was surprised by the news considering your stance on children, and your relationship, but mostly the fact that it took 3 months for me to hear about it. At first, I had terrible, and hateful thoughts run through my mind, then it turned to sadness. I miss you all the time, and I pretend that I don't. I'm so sad that I'm not a part of your life for this, and I'm sorry for not trying to be. I know there were a lot of shady events that took place between our partners, and their families, so much that it drove a divide right between us. Right when I first started having my children, and when I thought I would need you most, we got further and further apart. I remember after we had stopped speaking, I would...
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