• There comes a time…

    by  • February 1, 2016 • * Safe for Work *, Waxing Poetic • 18 Comments

    …where hope dies.

    There comes a time,
    where a thick layer of pride,
    entangles us so we cannot breathe.
    Hurt pride. Indignity,
    masked in indifference.

    There comes a time,
    where it is just too tiring,
    and you have hurt each other too much,
    that you just shut down.
    Anything to numb the pain.

    Jealousy, resentment, bad decisions,
    once like hot coals,
    have burned so deep,
    no water, no remedy,
    will heal those wounds.

    Only sweet reconciliation,
    between two star-crossed lovers,
    who are as stubborn as each other,
    could possibly start the healing process.

    Even then,
    maybe it is all too far gone…
    Lost in naive youth,
    a foolish young man I was,
    too cowardly to be a strong man.
    That has changed.
    I have a fierce spirit now,
    but the price was not worth it.

    The only solace,
    is a quiet room,
    lying down on my bed,
    tears rolling down my face,
    as I remember the good times,
    just simply being beside her.

    I remember the laughs,
    the way she smiled,
    that special look in her eyes,
    the unshakable feeling,
    that I love this girl.

    Then, flashback,
    it is all a blur,
    and she is gone,
    a gaping hole,
    is torn open in my soul.

    With tired hands I write this letter,
    I have said my piece,
    I have said my all,
    hope washed away in the ocean of time,

    Even though my hope is gone,
    I cling to the shell of it.
    Something in me will NOT give up this love.
    I can’t. It’s all I know.

    I miss you so much ….
    I wish you knew how sorry I am,
    about everything,
    I wish I could have stayed,
    tried to understand, instead I ran away,
    and I lost my mind, I turned bitter.
    I wish I could turn back the clock,
    so badly I do, but I can’t.

    I had to try and keep my pride,
    now that’s all I have,
    and it’s ugly, it’s heavy.

    In this murky water of life,
    just know one thing…

    There comes a time,
    when we must lay our old tired heads to rest.
    I pray that I can look back,
    on my deathbed,
    and see that we reconciled,
    forgave each other,
    and had blissful love.

    I have so much love in my heart for you girL,
    and it’s weighing me down. I am a patient man,
    but this distance, this time,
    it is testing me. I will not let it break me,
    as I know I deserve a lot of pain,
    but if there is any love there,
    please free me from this cage.

    I dream of the day we can make love for days.

    You probably don’t even know this website,
    but if you do… yeah it’s me… miss you like crazy…

    I will never post here again as I do think,
    that I have said everything I could possibly say,
    even though words can never measure up to how I feel,
    but if there is any hope out there in this world,
    please just reach out.

    My door is always open for you.

    Until then,
    I will go about my life,
    focusing on my career,
    and trying to keep my head up.

    Love you.


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    18 Responses to There comes a time…

    1. Broken & hurt
      February 1, 2016 at 10:06 am

      So beautifully written. Am I the only one who wish it was written for me? Sigh*


    2. When did I die
      February 1, 2016 at 4:08 pm
    3. Sandi
      February 1, 2016 at 5:24 pm

      Wish this was you.


    4. To: there comes a time
      February 1, 2016 at 6:36 pm

      If fate would have it I’m sure you two will meet again. Chin up friend 🙂


    5. to heart broken man
      February 1, 2016 at 8:30 pm

      This was so touching! There is Hope! You must not dwell on the past and start living for today! The past is the past nothing should be regretted! If you dwell on the past only regret not living today!Regret you have control of, it’s something you can stop today! Live today like its the 1st day of a new beginning! I don’t know who you wrote this about,but I do know this was more about you! Let go of past regret! Go forward and let this girl know! We aren’t promised tomorrow!



    6. HOPE @to heart broken man @author
      February 2, 2016 at 7:14 am

      The author has not given up hope … he states so clearly.

      Thing about hope is, it is stubborn, hangs about even if you tell it to get lost, it will sneakily hide in your subcouncious instead, or decide to pop up in your dreams and say hello… It was evolution who deceided to firmly plant hope into our psyche, or else nobody would pursue an impossible dream, try against all odds …

      Best wishes and good luck to the amazingly gifted, talented author (you seem to make very good use of your terrible loss by writing superb, most touching poetry)


    7. Aww
      February 2, 2016 at 9:11 am

      Speechless… If you love her so much would it be such a bad idea to let her know what you feel? Life is short, if this is your love then why wait till the death bed. You should talk and work this out.. Good luck


    8. @Aww
      February 2, 2016 at 1:53 pm

      You presume that ‘she’ doesn’t know …

      Maybe ‘she’ not only knows … but ‘she’ feels the same.


    9. Aww to @Aww
      February 3, 2016 at 10:17 am

      If that was true , both feel the same then is that the pride or fear of history repeating itself stopping one another? y not take the first step towards reconciliation than wait for her to come through those doors?


    10. A.Mused
      February 4, 2016 at 11:41 am

      I’m late to comment, but wanted to say that having been in a boat shaped like yours but being ‘girl’… ‘She’ will forgive you, if ‘she’ hasn’t already. ‘She’ is an imperfect being herself and it doesn’t take much to see that anothers intentions are pure.

      I can’t say you’ll have all you want because life takes people places and sometimes they don’t know how to get back.
      You had it once, and that is more than many ever get. That thought is how I get through every single day.



    11. @Aww to @Aww
      February 6, 2016 at 5:07 am

      You propose ‘pride’ or ‘fear of history’ as the only grounds on which reconciliation is impossible. Often it is more complicated than that.

      But what about ‘doing the right thing’ or ‘honoring your vows’, being a ‘moral’ person?

      The author uses a metaphor which can be understood as such: “please free me from this cage” , a symbol of an unhappy marriage?


    12. @author
      February 6, 2016 at 5:15 am

      This is heart wrenching and beautifully written. You have not given up hope, please, why not give a clue for whom this is …

      If not now, maybe one day she will stumble across this site, you never know.

      Best wishes!


    13. K
      June 22, 2016 at 4:58 am

      It’s so hard to turnaround when there’s been too much hurt. And when the scales tip it’s almost impossible.

      But if there’s a crumb of hope (you said you do not give up on hope) you should reach out to her. I know these feelings you speak of only too well. I’m hoping for reconciliation too, but until he makes contact my hands are tied.


    14. @Question To A Woman
      June 22, 2016 at 4:37 pm

      We all hope for reconciliation with our other who has walked away because of the pain we must have caused them in whatever fashion. Many say we can’t change our ways. I disagree. People do change for the better. Personally, I’ve learnt this happens when we have our heart broken & theirs to. If I/we don’t we’ll keep repeating this same mistake again with them or anither future partner.

      Here’s a question for the females here? Why must it be always the man who “takes the lead” & makes that “contact”? Women want equality? You all believe in it? Want it? So why not equally meet that man half way at least? Or surprise him for once & reach out to him? I’ve had this happen in my previous past in 2013 who gave me my marching orders saying “I never want to see you again”, then pined for me & wanted me back, Yet did nothing because WHAT? It’s a man’s role! Um excuse me the last words said to my face I did as you respectfully asked. FML :-/


      • It could be many things
        March 8, 2018 at 12:35 pm

        I don’t think this is a gender issue. I am female and have reached out to exes in my lifetime – it only ever worked once and we had another go around at it before we quit. I’m glad though because today 27 years later we are still friends. That second time repaired what we had broken the first time through being young and dumb. We will remain each others childhood sweethearts with no rancour. It was just puppy love after all.

        The other time, (my marriage) it was obvious he was stringing me along and that he wanted the marriage on his terms. I had no choice but to move on. I couldn’t hate anyone more than him – I consider he stole my best years and used me up for his own gain.

        I pine for my last ex (who I consider my greatest love and doubt I’ll ever feel the same) and yet I don’t reach out and I told him not to reach out for me in no uncertain terms. Why? Because we are incompatible and those fundamental differences can’t be overcome. He was also taking drugs on the weekends and I won’t have that in my life. But still I pine and I don’t reach out. And this way I have a chance to get over him.


    15. @ Author
      March 4, 2018 at 9:12 pm

      Dear Author,

      If you still feel this way – then Send this letter to the one you wrote it for – don’t wait any longer; find a way and get this to her – she may need you to be the strong one, to come forward and offer your heart to her – reconciliation can be possible.

      “A woman wants to feel beautiful. The strength of a good man makes her feel so. A man wants to feel strong. The beauty of a good woman makes him feel so.” – Captivating by John & Stasi Eldredge, pg.155. Note: beauty & strength can be expressed in many ways; not just in the physical form.



    16. @ Author
      March 4, 2018 at 11:07 pm

      If this is you B.B.,

      And If you still want to reach me, then I would suggest that you look me up on my college’s email directory (hint: it is the most northern CSU in our state). I just found this site & I’m already done with it.



    17. who knows
      March 7, 2018 at 12:34 pm

      if that or any other time will come
      living by moments
      thinking less



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