Bad Love
TALES OF A BROKEN HEART
Who doesn’t have one?
Who doesn’t have a story of a lost love or issue of a broken heart that nearly brings us to tears or anger simply by remembering? As we remember, the feelings and emotions overcome us whether the incident was last week or last decade.
Here is your chance to get it out. You don’t have to name names if you don’t want to but we don’t censor here! Tell us your love-tale and we’ll tell you ours. Good or bad, Say it out loud. Say it proud. Admit it. Get closure. Get over it.
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I was a sexually active freshman in high school when I first fell in love. The young girl was a freshman as well, however, but she was a virgin. So, I promised her I would wait until she was ready and that I wouldn’t pressure her. To make a long story short I waited a year and half. Finally I couldn’t take it and gave her an ultimatum: have sex or we’re finished. She declined and I left. A month later she had sex with my friend at a party! I was so hurt, she absolutely broke my heart. The worst part was that everyone in school knew.
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Back in NYC I fell in love with a young woman who was carrying another man’s child. He abandoned her and the baby and I stepped in. The child was born and was given my name. I raised him as my own and I thought we were a family. I was wrong. As much as I was into the whole “family” thing, she was not. She wanted to go out partying and stay out all night. When we would argue she would threaten to take the child away from me. Each time it would shatter my heart, my self-esteem and my self-confidence.
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I remember my Senior year of high school being the hardest time for my mother and I as I was preparing to leave for college. We both said things to each other that were very painful out of our own fears of the future and change. She is my best friend and for awhile we couldn’t talk, but now we’re even closer. I don’t know what I’d do without her in my life.
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I once had my heartbroken by an ex-boyfriend who told me he loved me one night and the very next day told me he wasn’t in love with me anymore. I felt emotionally sucker punched.
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My high school boyfriend and I were together for 3 years. The summer before I went to college we broke up. Well, it was me doing the breaking actually. I tried to do it several times and couldn’t, because I could see and feel his heart breaking. It felt terrible to hurt someone that much- and someone I still really cared about. Nine years later, I felt heartbreak for the first time. And now… I understand. It’s been 12 years since we broke up, and my sweet high school boyfriend still calls me every year on his birthday. He is married now and just had his first child. A little girl… Ahem, who he named after me.
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I guess that’s just how life and love is…getting your heart broken is simply just a part of it. Or at least that’s what they keep telling me. I’ve had my heart broken a couple of times and broken some myself. No matter how old you are, you never get used to the feeling. Looking back, you never really understand what you have until its being loved by someone else. Then you run, hustle to get back what was once in the palm of your hand … but by then… Well, you know the story. There is always that one that got away. Eventually, time passes & your older now, in love, moved on, but in the end … in the still of the night, when that lover rolls over and takes a little too much cover… You’ll think about that one person that you just never listened to. That person that would have given anything … that person that didn’t feel you cause you looked good, didn’t just feel you cause you cooked good, but felt you … for you. Zit on your face, bloated or not … thought and said you were still as beautiful as before… that person that laid so close to you at night, he or she breathed the same air you exhaled…And you’ll think … why didn’t I just listen when I had the chance? That’s just the reality of it all… Now roll over, tug the sheet a little and go back to sleep…
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I had my heart broken a couple of years ago and it is still mending. I knew this girl for three years. We were good friends who were attracted to each other, but the timing was never right. One weekend she flew out to me, and we had an amazing night…AMAZING. Confessed our love for each other, had dinner, wine, made love until dawn. I left and she flew home the next day. We called each other for the next couple weeks regularly. Then out of the blue she stopped returning my calls. I didn’t hear from her for a year. Then I received an email that she sent to a couple of her other friends and myself. It said, “Sorry I haven’t spoken to some of you in a while, would now be a good time to tell you I’m 6 months pregnant 
”. I was crushed, and I’ve never gotten any other form of closure. C’est la vie.
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I was with my first love for two years. I was crazy about him! And, I thought we were real happy. Then, one day, out of nowhere, he says, ‘I saw a psychic, and she said you’re not the one. So it’s over.’ Just like that. So I drive home, so wrecked and blind-sided, that I’m hallucinating the pavement to be 3-D. I decided to let him go and not fight it, because maybe, just maybe, he was crazy to believe a stranger who was allegedly ‘psychic’. Well, the years have gone by, and not ONE has passed without him tracking me down and trying to get me back. I guess that psychic was right after all…
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In college in Arizona…. My girl went to college in California. Before she left, we were getting serious. When she came back for a visit, I had a candlelight dinner and flowers ready. She arrived at my dorm room and she showed me her new ring — an engagement ring! She’d become engaged to some guy she met in college in California! Ain’t that about a b@$*&?
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An empty heart craves love so much, that it tends to make foolish mistakes, in order to fill the void, unfortunately it almost always ends up BROKEN. Once your heart breaks, it never really heals, oh sure you may get over the hard part, and move on, and even find Love again, but with the sound of a song, or the smell of a perfume, the heart that once was broke, begins once more to hurt just a little. There are always some cracks that never heal, maybe hidden in a part of the heart where it may not show, but there always there. That’s the trouble with Love, once it breaks your heart, it won’t let it completely heal. Have I ever had my heart broken, or have I broke a heart myself…. yes to both. Without going into in-depth detail ( That’s something you do over a cold beer, with a mug large enough to catch the tears) I can put it this way The Tin Man never knew just how good he really had it, before hooking up with the Wizard. Once he got his heart, remember what happen, it broke instantly, when Dorothy left. I got to be honest, I think I may have dated his daughter at one time, cause there was no way, she could have had a heart.
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I was with someone for 4 years. The one time that I believe I’ve been “in” love. Our relationship reached a point where decisions had to be made. He chose to go RIGHT and I chose to go LEFT. The most tragic thing about it is that to this day we are deeply in love, yet life ’s circumstances have prevented us from making our way back together again. How unfortunate to have such love yet be separated from it and unable to change it. He now has a child and I now have a career. Both of those things are very fulfilling, yet it always feels deep down inside that something went wrong somewhere along the way. Love doesn’t care about what you want or need, it fills itself up on its own ego.
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