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

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...

It can be difficult to leave a long-term relationship, even when our inner-wisdom tells us it’s time to let go. At this point, we can choose let go and endure the intense pain of leaving...

Almost ninety nine percent of relationships break because at least one of the two shows dishonesty – in whatever form or degree – towards it.

How do you know? How best to ensure his nervous breakdown?” I ask.”Keep going,” Christian says. “Just go on as if nothing has happened. We all hate that.

Why are you behaving like this? You know how much I love you … and Ibelieve you love me as much, so why are you avoiding me?

End of the SummerIt was end of the summerAnd my heart was brokenbut i was smiling, laughing, making jokesLike there was nothing bleeding insideAs always.

Everything else has vanished, so you take them now. Maybe if you’re the one keeping them, I’ll be the one feeling better.

It is difficult to move on when your surroundings stay the same.

When we are in love, we are convinced nobody else will do. But as time goes, others do do, and often do do, much much better.

The best way to get OVER one is to get UNDER one

A year of life spent with someone you love feels like a lifetime. Someone destroys that love it feels like a lifetime is gone. Why do people want to take lifetimes away?

When she left, it was like someone had ripped my heart out, crumbled it up like a flimsy piece of loose leaf paper and crammed it back into my chest. It somehow managed to work,...

Her halo was never gold, or it couldn’t have rusted so completely.

Moving on is easy. It’s staying moved on that’s trickier.

God is great and God is good,” Lisa says. “But where are the Apache attack helicopters when you need them?

I rein myself in. I’m already breaking up with the guy. I don’t have to ruin his favorite movie.

Sure, occasionally a certain sappy song or romantic movie would come on, and you’d wonder what he or she was up to, but there was no way to know. Of course, you could always pick...

So you’re going to Walmart, huh? Those checkout lines can take an eternity to get through. Well, pick me up some chips while you’re there.

If you don’t love yourself it’s tough to love anything about your life. Appreciating who you are is essential to your happiness.

I´m just not sending out the right vibe lately. Perhaps the fact that I wear stained sweatpants and free T-shirts is holding me back. I just can´t seem to get back into the intelligent-slut-for-hire outfits...

Bittersweet? No, just bitter, the taste of your tongue.Words you can’t have back, so they linger.

Something, somewhere, somehow went wrong. Someone, somewhere, somehow will be cursing me. Sometimes curse cures.

I remember one desolate Sunday night, wondering: Is this how I´m going to spend the rest of my life? Marrid to someone who is perpetually distracted and somewhat wistful, as though a marvelous party is...

Screw the daring tough guy image, what happened with us broke me.

All her tormentings of me turned suddenly into sweetnesses, and who could torment like this exquisite fury, wondering in sudden flame why she could give herself to anyone, while I wondered only why she could...

There isn’t much difference between “giving” and “leaving”. While the former will ALWAYS come back to you, the latter will only do if it was meant to be yours in the first place.