Broken Hearts

Have you ever been in a place you just can't get out of? A place of darkness? A place where you wake up naturally drained...
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Please don't hate me for this, but I need to get all of my feelings out. I love you so much, and I miss you like crazy. You have the biggest heart out of anyone that I've ever known. All I want to do is be around you every hour of each day. You are such a marvelous person, and it's a privilege to know you. It's not the same at PALS at all with you gone. I would give anything in the universe to see that magnetic smile again. Please please please please please please please, come home. I miss you soo much. I know living in L.A. and being famous is your dream, but your my dream. Even though we can't be together for a myriad of different reasons, I still love you more than anything in the world, and all I want is for you to come home. Love, Anonymous ( you probably know who I am...
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11/10/18You weren't my first boyfriend but you were the first boy I ever loved. We dated in 7th grade but you said we dated in elementary school. You may not remember when we dated but I do because when you first told me you loved me was when I was outside on the patio & you had one of my friends come tell me. I wish we could go back to those days when we had no idea what love was & we didn't care about anything else because we were a happy couple. But we're here now. You're 17 & I'm 16. I know deep down we still have some type of connection. Maybe it's the way you look at me when I'm smiling or laughing, or the way you ask me all these questions almost like you're trying to reassure yourself.I always catch you trying to make stupid jokes &...
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I was already hesitant about online dating, and didn’t really want to do it, but a girlfriend and her fiancée convinced me that it could be a good thing. (They are an online success story). It all started one night on my couch, I was flipping through some potential matches, and there you were. Your profile was funny, and I obviously found you attractive, so I swiped right. BOOM! We matched. After some good conversation that made us both laugh, and a little getting to know each other, I felt comfortable enough to give you my number. We exchanged a few texts, and cute gifs, and you asked me out on a date. I said yes, but for some reason I was hesitant about it, I showed up anyway. You were nothing short of a gentleman, and there was no point in our date where I was hoping for a...
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Sometimes I wonder why I frown or cry at the thought that I miss you, and you don’t know it. And that I know, you don’t feel the same. I used to be sad like this before. Yung lungkot na nagsasabing sana maalala mo din ako. Sana mapasaya mo ko ulit. You were there when I couldn’t even pick myself up. And it’s pretty ironic that I find myself a mess now that you aren’t around. It’s a funny life after all. To love and not be loved in return. And then you just cry and cry, until your heart gets tired, and until you fall asleep. It’s even funnier how love screws me all over again. Same cycle, same process. The attention I want you to give me, you keep giving to someone else. I thought I’m not capable of loathing a stranger, yet I have managed to. Kasi naiinggit ako. Kasi...
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I am 25 and am pretty new to dating. And I just had a fling. Not a story I can proudly share with all my friends, so it gets published here. I've just never felt that finding and being someone was a priority. But this year, I was ready and desired to have some of the companionship, friendship, and emotional intimacy my friends shared with their boyfriends. So I joined this dating app this year. I matched with a lot of guys but our online conversations sputtered and died. Until I met this guy who like me was also into finance and economics. He was interesting from the start but I didn't really think much of him, thinking him similar to the others. I found out he was looking for something casual as I told him I was looking to seriously date and have a boyfriend. He told me via text...
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I appreciate you coming to the appointment yesterday and then talking afterwards; it was very important to me and I felt it was a big step in the right direction for us even though the conclusion I drew was that I don't fit into your life right now. That realization hurt, made me feel hollow and devalued, it felt like a betrayal. I'm sorry we're at this point and am disappointed in how I've caused you to feel the same; in retrospect every action or situation or argument that got us here is clearer than day. I love you, . and in a way that is all-encompassing, "for better or for worse". You deserve to be and should know you are loved and cared for, and I'm sorry you don't feel it from me, but it's still there. It makes me sick that over time I let that feeling you had slip away, I don't...
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Today, today was the last day you’d ever call me names or put your hands on me. You destroyed a lot more today than just sentimental things around my house. You broke me in a way I never thought I could be broken. As is sat in my bathroom floor with the door locked crying my eyes out because once again you had wiggled your way back into my life just to break me down even more than before. Every time you came back the situations just got worse. Mentally I couldn’t take much more but tried being strong because I didn’t want to be another person that walked out on you. I wanted you to feel loved and cared about. Because I loved you more than you’d ever know. I made everything my fault in my head even if I never said that out loud. I lost myself along the way. And that. It scared me. I wanted...
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Thank you, for teaching me things about myself that I’ve never known. The eight months that we spent together were a time of substantial growth, love, and euphoria. I’m grateful for the experiences we shared, the places we went and for the opportunity to know someone as courageous as you. I vividly remember the night we met; at a Chick-fil-A across from Lowe’s, it was a cold night in the early months of the year, I was driving my moms car because mine never worked in the cold. I knew I’d like you if you liked eating Chick-fil-a as much as I did. We spent many more nights eating fast food at ridiculous hours. This was one of my favorite quirks that we shared, we could have just finished watching a movie on Hulu at 2am and we’d immediately agree that we needed sustenance of an unhealthy and...
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Dear Ex-Best Friend, I often find myself reminiscing on the “good ole days.” It hits hard while scrolling through Instagram and I see a picture you posted, or when your mom posts something on Facebook about you. That is when I get the all too familiar urge to text or call you only to come to the all too familiar realization that you don’t want to hear from me. You’re doing just fine without me in your life, and in a sense I’m glad. Conversely, I am equally as upset. In middle school, when we met, everything seemed great. We talked nearly every day, hung out often and were “attached at the hip.” I can even remember hearing once that “if you saw one, you saw the other.” I even remember on your fourteenth birthday when my mom wouldn’t let me come to your party and you were visually...
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