The sweetest gift he gave me

The sweetest gift he gave me
Didn't come with a dsigner label
Nor on it price tag may be
It wasn't gifted warped
Or with a shiny bow
Not even in a fancy bag, packed
The sweetest gift he gave
Was an unintentional one
And astonishing as it was
I try to get rid of it with apathy
But holding onto a broken heart
Is a hard thing to do
Even if cracked from the start
But oddly I love it
This … Read more »

Six years later, I still flinch.

October 26,2005 I met him at The Crossroads. A small venue in New Jersey on a blank street. It was a bit cloudy outside but i'll never forget his face. The young, virgin love and endless introductions. He was playing that night in his band at the time. They were absolutly terrible but I pretended to enjoy it. Little did I know every song was about his ex- girlfriend. Who I seriously should've questioned. Throught out 4 years not only had he lied about the "virgin" aspect of himself but … Read more »

Life was good

We married out of highschool, he worked at a power plant making agood life for me and 5 kids, one day one of his friends said "try this". And intelligents slowly faded away. After 13 years I took my kids back home and they have all grown-up to have a knowledge seeing what "trying this" will do to you. They have become good parents and workers, tend to thier family. I stressed respect for thier Dad from them, you don't have to like what he has become but love him … Read more »

Really? That's what you want?

At the therapist's office, where I had gone for two months alone, trying to make sense of where our relationship was, my ex and I walked in together, trying to put the relationship back to rights. It was our first couples' session. The therapist had barely asked three or four questions before she asked him, "How long was your father an alcoholic?"

The question took both of us by surprise. He had told me his dad drank, so I knew that, but he didn't dwell on it. I … Read more »

We made beautiful children

We had it all, 5 beautiful children, A once in a life time job at a plant down south, a beautiful home in a beautiful suburb 2 cars, his wife wanted him to love her, so content be a middle class wife and raise our children for a secessful future. We needed nothing from anyone. He just couldn't say "No" not to any woman, not to drugs. It was so hard to let that life go. Go back home, and settle. I think about it now and then, miss it, … Read more »

Love is messy, no wipes here.

I don't have one Ex-I have three..

Life offers men, would do it again...it's how I found zen.

College break, big mistake. Met him at school, broke my own rule, married a fool.Left him in 3, daughter on my knee, Florida went he.

Worked at the bank, my chess game stank, he was a crank. Stayed for awhile, then had a child, behind the scenes he had gone wild. Gone again in 3, son on my knee, karate for me.

Met next at work, he had a quirk, left as a jerk. 13 … Read more »

You hit me. That's goodbye.

I always thought I could fix them, boyfriends. By solving their problems, I'd solve my own. After him, I realized I couldn't. He was bipolar, unstable, abused, unloved. I was alone, anxiety ridden, depressed. It was a match made in hell. Years of torment raged from his hands and mouth onto me. I put up with it for seven months. Not as long as some, but too long for me. He ran after my car as I drove away, my right eye black and nose bleeding. I saw him two … Read more »

Behind Closed Doors

“He’s cute,” I told my best friend, Karen, while we were standing in the commons area at school during break at the beginning of the school year. The guy was about six feet tall, 185 pounds, with an athletic build, and green eyes so bright that he always seemed to be smiling. His name was Nathan, and he was a junior while I was a mere sophomore. Although his family name was not the most reputable in our small town of Vernon, I didn’t care; I was … Read more »

Too Bad

Too bad I live a better life. You live in a shack in the bad part of town. I'm living the high life in the city. You're dating a cheap chick you picked up at the bar, and I've got my new handsome hubby at my every beck and call. You shouldn't have left me. You shouldn't have told me you didn't want me anymore. I was the best thing that you'll never have again. So long sucker, enjoy your crummy life.

So thankful he's gone

He'd verbally, mentally, and physically abuse me. I was only 15. After a year and a half he left me; for someone else of course. However for five months after that he would still find a way to contact me and verbally/mentally abuse me. I never saw it as abuse, not until recently. I now understand what he did was wrong, and that it never really was a relationship. He has finally left me alone after seven months of not being together. I am healing and have found another guy … Read more »

Just Another Not-In-Love Story...

The Summer of 2010 was magical, now wasn't it? His name was Joe, and he was my world. My everything, my life. If only it would've lasted. But I ended it, along with Summer. He judged me, condemned me, made me cry and shake. Who was he to tell me how to live my life? I couldn't handle it. So there went my first love. But we weren't in love were we? It was just an illusion, because I told you, that summer was magical. So there you have it. … Read more »

Reunite

We broke up years ago.
Well, I say broke up; We were never officially dating, we never got past that awkward phase where you're crazy about each other, but you don't want anyone else to know. It was great at first, we went to bookshops and antique stores, we drank lemon tea and talked about books. We rode trains and shared umbrellas, we danced ever so slowly, and we kissed hard and fast. It was just... right.

But I guess I was the only person who felt the same … Read more »

IM NOT WHAT YOU WANT

SHE WANTS A MAN WITH A CAR
A MAN WITH MONEY
A MAN WITH MUSCLES
A SUCCESSFUL MAN
WELL...
I DONT HAVE A CAR YET
IM NOT RICH
AND I DONT HAVE MUSCLES
AND IM NOT SUCCESSFUL YET .
BUT THATS WHAT SHE WANTS
THEN IM NOT WHAT YOU WANT.

Umbilical Cord

I never really went to college. My body attended classes, I graduated, but my spirit was with Matt. Matt was twenty-one and I was sixteen when we met. At eighteen, when I was supposed to go away to college, I could not handle the thought of being ripped from my father figure and thrust into the scary world of other people and opportunities. I was determined to stay with the Siamese twin who owned me.

Matt was a short man, owned guns, hated people of color (even though I … Read more »

He Juggles Hearts.

Jeremy. Just his name sends metaphorically painful butterflies through my gut. I know how childish it is to remain so utterly entranced by his very being.... but what can I say, I'm a glutton for pain. It's a good thing too, because pain is all I hear in his name. Pain and the vague recollection of his tender words, now shrouded in a haze of bitterness and rage.
He was the closest I've ever had to a boyfriend, admittedly by choice. Having … Read more »

The Truman Blog

I wonder how many people out there at some point in their life have managed to convince themselves that they are actually on the Truman show. Come on, admit it, you know you’ve done it.


Whoever is writing the storylines to my life is having a jolly good laugh at my expense. This week has been far too coincidental to be unwritten. Someone has a plan. And whoever it is, I think they should rapidly get the sack. Their plot stinks and from my perspective their sense of … Read more »

Broken

We arrived at the house upstate, just as her friend and his three house guests were about to sit down to dinner, just as the night took over and the surrounding woods came alive with sound.

My head ached the dull constant ache that to me was the pounding incessant emptiness of New York City as we all sat around the table on the back porch at the bottom of a wide stretch of grass, a lone candle flickering in the midst of the food and a bottle … Read more »

I think I always knew

I married my husband in '04. Before that we had been dating for 3 years straight, and, prior to a breakup that lasted 4 1/2 months, we dated for 5 years. But, that breakup is still fresh in my mind. I'd found out he was cheating on me, and of course, it was splitsville for us. At the end of those 4 1/2 months, he came back asking for me to forgive what he had done.I did, and you know what followed that. But recently, he was acting odd, going … Read more »

Never Had a Chance

I don't have a heart breaking story of love and loss, or one of a passionate but tragic romance that spun out of control. Just a simple wisp of a relationship, a flicker that burnt out before it had the chance to become a flame. He never knew how much I wanted him, the relationship, or the opportunity to maybe fall in love for the first time. It wouldn't have mattered to him anyway. But now it's over, which I have accepted. Didn't last long enough to matter. What makes … Read more »