My little white dress

My one regret: Years ago she bought a beautiful white dress with a black i want to say floral design on it. I told she's not allowed to wear this until we go out for a night in which I would later tell her. Months went on and from time to time she would ask about the dress.... The truth is, I was saving every nickle and dime to pay for the most beautiful rose engagement ring. I had everything planned. Finally able to afford it, I asked to come over to her place. We spent the day hanging around. When her step father finally came home, I went outside to ask his permission (to be a traditionalist). I never asked. The nerves were crazy. I went back inside held her. We slept. It was the nicest sleep I ever had. Little did I know, it was the last time I would have that feeling. Days later she left me..... My one regret: I never got to see her in my dress. -- Even in the darkest night, the sun has always risen --

Dear everyone,

I beg you, don't make my mistake. Don't let yourself be so angry that you stop loving, because one day you'll wake up from that anger, and the person you love will be gone, and it will be too late to try and get them back. Oftentimes we say goodbye to the person we love without wanting to. Though that doesn't mean that we've stopped loving them or we've stopped caring. Sometimes goodbye is a painful way to say I love you. It's amazing the things you realize when you lose someone: you get mad at yourself for not saying the things you could've a million times, and you take for granted the days spent doing nothing when you could have been with them. Anyone can be taken, at any time in our lives, but we always wait until they're gone to say the things we never had the courage to say before... My biggest fear about my Past Love is that one day she & I will pass each other on the street and exchange fake smiles and an artificial conversation. I could fill a thousand pages telling Her how I felt and still she would not understand. Watching Her walk out of my life hasn't made me bitter or cynical about love, but rather, it has shown me that I wanted so badly to be with the this person, how beautiful it really is when the right one comes along. If you ask me why I am so broken I simply respond, she’s my everything. I procrastinated proposing because I didn’t feel I was financially able to support us. In hindsight, I have one regret. -- Even in the darkest night, the sun has always risen --

Dear Past Love,

To my Past Love (of whom I’m still in love with)... I ask You... Should I hate You because You hurt me? Or should I love You because You made me feel special? What we had was a beautiful thing, but in a way I also want to thank You and whatever driving force was behind us those long years. We cannot beg someone to stay if they want to leave. We have to admit that love doesn't give us the license to own a person. This is what love means...sacrifice. I’ve been told never to talk about what I gave up to make this relationship possible because that’s what life is about. So my sacrifices and life decisions remained sealed. Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain. Someday we'll know why the sky is blue. Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you. You said you love, but you are just not in love with me. I simply do not believe you. Deep down I know it's best for my Past Love and I to be apart, but I still hate the thought of her ever being with someone else. Someone else touching where I once touched....Kissing where I once kissed, and holding what I once held. Sometimes I wish I had never met her because then I could go to bed at night not knowing there was someone like him out there. I can't HAVE her, but at least I can know that I HAD her. -- Even in the darkest night, the sun has always risen --

Darkness

I always say "no matter how dark the night is, the sun always rises again..." But truth be told, lost love makes one realize that no matter how bright the day is, the sun will always set again. Sometimes we tend to be in despair when the person we love leaves us, but the truth is, it's not our loss, but theirs, for they left the only person who wouldn't give up on them. There are reasons my past love and I met; reasons for the good and the bad times, and more importantly, a reason for the end. We have more to learn, more to experience, and more loving left in this lifetime. -- Even in the darkest night, the sun has always risen --

Lost

Trying to forget someone you loved is like trying to remember someone you've never met… When it comes to my Past Love (of whom I admit to still be in love with), I knew nothing about love before I met her, but she had to break my heart for me to realize what true love really means... The bad things in life open your eyes to the good things you weren't paying attention to before. Don't ever give up if you still want to try, don't ever wipe your tears if you still want to cry. Don't ever settle for an answer if you still want to know. I thought that by telling myself and everyone else that I was done with her, sooner or later I would come to believe it. But I now realize that by lying, it made me want her even more. A failing love is like desperately hanging on to something precious; not wanting to give up, but your hands feel the pain. And, when you finally let go, you're free from any pain, but your hands are empty. When speaking of Lost Love that has Passed, time may heal all wounds, but there will always be scars. When it came to my Past Love, I'm not saying there wasn't anything wrong, I just didn't think she'd ever get tired of me. I'm not saying we ever had the right to hold on, I just didn't wanna let it get away. Letting go of someone dear to you is hard, but holding on to someone who doesn't feel the same is much harder. Giving up doesn't mean I'm weak... It only means that I am strong enough to let go. Take a look at what you have. Think of all you did to get it.... Remember it only takes one second to lose it all. -- Even in the darkest night, the sun has always risen --