I feel incendiary, a wildfire. My spirit licks at the gates of a very elaborate, customized, and distracting emotional Hades.

You asked me to be an open book. As I’ve already told you, I am. Anything you need to know about me can be found. Don’t confuse me, a paperback, with a book on tape.

…and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I… I hurt no more, while you…you petrified little man, are left to wonder if it’s you I speak of.

Surprises, I feel now, are primarily a form of violence.

Why does everyone think a guy who prefers love to people is missing something in his life?

I cannot compromise my respect for your love. You can keep your love, I will keep my respect.

I met my girlfriend at a bar. But I broke up with her because she was already there, hitting on another guy.

Don’t do this to us.” He warned, his voice hoarse with angry desperation as he realize he was losing her. “You’re letting eleven years of mistrust color everything you’ve discovered I’ve done”.

I know my vision is impaired and cannot be trusted with even the simplest tasks, much less dating. Not that I´ve come within talon distance of a man.

It seemed funny that one day I would go to bed in her arms and the next not feel anything, like a switch had gone off. But no, that wasn’t honest either. This had been...

Lots of things can be fixed. Things can be fixed. But many times, relationships between people cannot be fixed, because they should not be fixed. You’re aboard a ship setting sail, and the other person...

If you have to speculate if someone loves you and wants to be with you, chances are they don’t. It’s not that complicated. Love, in most cases, betrays the one feeling it. Don’t waste moments...

What plagues people is not those who don’t love them, but those who do.

This does not escape my notice, it is a context. I resent the fact of a context; my social status has shifted and no one is going to acknowldege it, that´s certain. I´m expected to...

Ours was a history of well intentioned beginnings that end with a fight at every turn.

Watch me go. Watch me. Because you said i couldn’t. Because you thought I wouldn’t. Go on, cry now. Cry.

I love you as the mother of my child”: the kiss of death.Mother of His Child: demotion. I am beginning to see this truism: Mothers are not always wives. I have been stripped of a...

I am part of everyone I ever dated on OK Cupid.

In this storyI am the poetYou’re the poetry.

As water is to a thirsty soul so is love to a broken heart

I thought I lost something this summer, but I just realized, I never needed it.

The Betty Lady explains love and splitting up: “It´s like playing the shell game with Jesus. You can´t figure anything out; it´s best not to try. You´ll just humiliate yourself.

The faster you search for a new partner, the faster you will get over your break-up blues…. Love is nothing more than an illusion.

People give up on each other long before they give up on themselves, and they do that, too.

Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be.

There is that, and there is also the Irreconcilable Differences line. It seems so catchall, so vague. You could say that about anyone, any man and woman at all. Jesus and Mary Magdalene: “Irreconcilable Differences.”...

I haven’t been very impressed lately.By people,or places,or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.

We ruined each other by being together. We destroyed each other’s dreams.

He announces that lately he keeps losing things. “Like your wife and child,” I want to say, but don´t. At fourty, I´ve learned not to say everything clever, not to score every point.

You put me through hell. On purpose. Made me suffer. And there’s no end in sight. I don’t know what the fuck you’re doing, ace, but this Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde shit ain’t cutting...

And life goes on like this,an uncomplete poem.

To love someone enough to let them go, you had to let them go forever or you did not love them that much.

I knew this for a fact. Little by little, the ache to see him, to hear him would disappear. Little by little I’d forget how his arms felt, how his fingers felt, how his lips...

I´ve blown it, the whole grisly charade.

Please don’t hate you??!! I hate that I love you. Loving you made me waste a year of my life. Loving you made me be passionate about nothing but you. Loving you made me take...

Tough break-up? Trash stinks, which is why you toss it.

The only thing that will ever be real, is this moment,’ I turned to the statue, ‘when you made me feel alive, when you made me feel real, when I felt like you really love...

To keep myself from harming or calling N and to stave off the rage and despair, I focus on my extraordinary son, drink midrange Chardonnay every night after he is asleep, and make a barrage...

He looks like a runway model. How in the world am I going to be able to reject that? The world is so unfair. Seriously, it’s like turning Brad Pitt down for a date. The...

Dear Natasha,It’s the middle of the night. I can’t sleep. Thoughts are creeping through my head like darkness slips around the bodies of sky scrapers in every city we’ve ever been to. From the bottom...

They feel life is for the taking, and that everyone deserves happiness no matter what the cost. I must remember these tricks if I ever decide to have my soul surgically removed.

Breaking up is a natural evolution when you try to figure out what you want in life. If you’re with an individual who isn’t moving in the same direction and at the same rate that...

Bleeding for a decadeFor a decade,We bleed like there is no hell but the earthWe bleed like we were born to dare We bleed like there is nothing alive inside.We find a clueAfter a decadeBleeding...

I’m dumping the whole box back into your life Ed, every item of you and me. I’m dumping this box on your porch, Ed, but it’s you, Ed, who is getting dumped.

I once broke up with a boy because he wrote me an awful poem.

I review what I know once again, confronting the monolith now alien and almost unconnected to me: my marriage.

I wore your promise on my finger for one yearI’ll wear your name on my heart til I dieBecause you were my boy, you were my only boy forever.

You can love someone so much…But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.

Run, sweetheart, run.

I don’t balance you like you need.””What the hell does that mean?” he exclaimed.My heart ached for him, and I was so sorry for what I’d done…but this was the truth of it all. “The...