Who Was The Hardest Love For You To Let Go?

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26-30, M
35 Responses Feb 12, 2010

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Santa Claus</p>

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My sweet, wonderful, caring Grandma. I miss her more than anything or anyone. She was my world.</p>

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My girlfriend from over 20 years ago. &nbsp;She still calls me and wants to get together. &nbsp;After we broke up, she moved away and I have always questioned if I did the right thing. &nbsp;I still think we might be together someday.</p>

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Billy. &nbsp;After ten years sat me at the kitchen table and said, "I am not sure I was ever in love with you."</p>

My first boyfriend;he came into my one day to beat me.later,i realised he acted that way because he was getting married to some other girl.

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THE GOD. till the day i loved him respected him my life was all se. but as this started to decrease gradually i feel my life to be in deep mess.... and today i m finding it difficult to to be one with him once again</p>

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CJF is/was the hardest love to let go of. I get confused about our relationship....I want to remember and yet I want to forget. I haven't totally let him go yet, but I have to....I know it tears me up inside almost every day and I think it does him also. It has become hard to even talk with him anymore because neither of us wants to say something to upset the other, so we hardly say more than hi and bye. It is a complicated relationship but he ment/means so much to me. He made&nbsp; a choice and I respect that and still want to be his friend but we don't know how to do that any more it's been 2 yrs, 2 very long yet quick yrs. I do truely wish him well, but I really do want him back.</p>

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A dear friend or so I thought. My heart has been broken. When you go through alot of similar things, we shared, we cried together etc.... we even had happy times together, but to just disappear in the wind, my heart is shattered.... but life does go on whether happy or sad. But I can't let go..I'm trying.....</p>

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I'm slowly letting go of the guy I'm with now. It's been 6 years. OMG!..... I wasted so much of my life. He's no good for me or anyone else.</p>

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my love of self</p>

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&nbsp;my late husband, i lost him unexpectedly 9-8-2008.</p>

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I've had men&nbsp; even a fiancee who broke my heart into a million pieces. But the hardest love to lose was my dearly beloved cat Kiwi. She was my true companion and gave me unconditional&nbsp; and unending love. Didn't care if my makeup was on or my hair was a mess or even if I was in a crappy mood. When she died I was totally devestated and even writing this I get teary-eyed.</p>

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Austin Michael Wolfe was the hardest love for me to let go. I am not sure why it was, or what it was, but I think everyone has that person that turns their mind up, sets their heart on fire and pulses in their veins in a way no one else could. I'll never forget the rush from sneaking around late night, being so young and our only ambition the pure freedom of the kisses, of the touches. . . of the exploration of nature and of time. I never had a more simple relationship, there was never a more pure love than the love I had for him. It was him I loved -- simply and nothing else. I didn't love him for his potential, or because some part of me felt obligated to it was just a raw open and free spirit that wouldn't ever get pushed away. He had a love for Incubus just as much as I did, we'd hang out in parks and just revel in each other. We didn't fight, we didn't argue. . .it never got complicated until it wasn't anymore . .. and the breakup became friendship and friendship became distance now we're not friends at all any more. I've tried to reach over the lines of time and distance toward him, to recapture it all somehow, the pure innocense of what we were, even in just the status of friends but it's so far away now. I think I'm more hurt now that we're not friends any more than anything because just his precense for an hour or two would set me on high for so long. I loved just being around him for any amount of time because he was so positive just like I was. He was the only other person I knew that walked with optimism that was as vibrant and strong as mine. He taught me so much how to be myself and to love myself, and to really appreciate the simplest pure beautiful moments in lfie and I don't have that anymore -- everyone around me is so jaded by the world, but Never Austin Michael Wolfe, not for a moment. I think I'd give up every personal possession I could possible ever own to have his friendship back where it went I don't know, and if it will ever return I'll never know. But I loved him, still do, miss him, still do and will never understand where or why he went away. . .</p>

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My yacht 35 foot of sheer beauty.</p>

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<strong>i had a beautiful cat named Fred&nbsp;that i deeply loved.&nbsp;&nbsp;Fred was 18 years old, most of his teeth were gone, he drooled a lot, and he was hard of hearing.&nbsp; i suspect he was visually impaired.&nbsp; one summer day,&nbsp;Fred was in the backyard with me, sitting on the roof of a classic car my husband was restoring, and sunning himself.&nbsp; a huge hawk was circling overhead.&nbsp;&nbsp; suddenly, the hawk swooped down, and grabbed Fred with his talons and flew away with him.&nbsp;&nbsp; then they both disappeared, and it was quiet, except for my screaming.&nbsp; i have never felt so shocked and helpless.&nbsp; that was 14 years ago, and i've never gotten over the horror of it.&nbsp; the pain is still with me, even all these years later.</strong></p>

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drugs</p>

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If it's love, you don't ever have to let go.</p>

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My most recent love.&nbsp; Will miss what we had with all my heart for the rest of my life.</p>

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my&nbsp;&nbsp; dog Buddy he was my best friend, he loved me unconditionally.&nbsp; you know people have to die for some reason I never thought of dying when it came to Buddy it definitely is the hardest love I am having to let go of</p>

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The guy I had a crush on in high school. It was unrequited love, he didn't love me back. Even with no communication and not seeing him and hearing terrible things about him(that he cheated on his girlfriend with a 12 year old and he himself was 16, that he is "insensitive", that he is a compulsive liar, that he never washes his dreadlocks, that he lives filthily and doesn't wash his clothes, etc. Also that he was our city's most notorious pothead which I didn't consider a bad thing) I STILL loved him!! And it took me FIVE YEARS to get over him!! Even once I was over him, I still thought about him time to time and knew that if he were to show up and decide to like me back I could go right back to the same love. I used to fear that when I got married I would still be thinking about him as I was walking down the aisle with someone else, in that I feared I'd never get over him forever!!! Luckily, that didn't happen. One day, I finally got closure. I was with my husband(well, before we were married) and we went to the club and I saw him. I told my husband, "that's the guy I was telling you about." He said, "HIM??!! Really? HE'S not gothic! He is not even cool!! He's boring!" I realized he was right. What happened was, he came up to me and asked my name. I knew he thought I was hot. At first, I did not remember him, and did not even recognize him--he probably had changed a bit I think. He told me that his girlfriend told him she used to be in my math class in high school. I thought, I can't believe someone I used ot go to high school with is showing up at "MY*"/"OUR" club, this is my sanctuary and refuge from those bad memories! My preppy high school, who from there would go here?...anyway, I just said, "oh, really?" acting interested but wasn't really. This guy seemed a little hyper/eager and his gaze was fixed on me and nowhere else. Anyway, I asked him his name. And he said, "___(his name)" and then it suddenly hit me and came back and I remembered everything. And I was like WOAH, oh my god!! It was almost creepy for some reason. Like a strong deja vu. His girlfriend came up to us, and I got in a couple minute chat with her about high school, and she told me her name, and I thought she looked vaguely familiar, then I remembered who she was. I saw her watching us out of the corner of her eye in a scrutinizing way from a distance and she came up to the conversation in a bold way so I knew she was not liking me talking to him. But anyway, she actually seemed to respect me!! In high school she did not. Anyway, I thought, god, it's so lame that he is STILL dating someone he went to high school with. He was no longer on a pedestal for me and I was actually examining his faults!! Instead of thinking it was amazing he was checking me out and interested, I was thinking it was funny. I remembered he liked pot a lot and me and my husband(then boyfriend) were looking for some and we asked him and he said he no longer smokes it, but knows someone there is holding. His style had also changed a lot and I realized just how right my husband was. The things that should've changed about him had not changed and the things that shouldn't have changed about him had changed. The closure that I got from that short conversation was so refreshing, so liberating, so exhilarating, that I just knew it was done, a closed chapter, and I was no longer stuck in the past.&nbsp;</p>

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My alter-ego</p>

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The hardest love to let go of is the one I still love and will till death do we part, my wife</p>

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I dont know that Ive had one yet...all the people that I love have left me in a state of being glad they left...its sad to say but I hope to find someone like that someday.&nbsp; Ive lost alot of people but they were all users and abusers...</p>

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Yours:)</p>

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Michaela from HS. I cried miserably on my way to college because I missed her so. I wanted so badly to be alone and that wasn't possible. Even if I could have talked to someone about this it would have helped and there was no such someone.</p>

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Tough choice between the girl I thought would marry me but had an abortion and dumped me instead, my grandfather when he died as I never knew my real father and he raised me like a son, or my Guru Muktananda when he died. Guess it would be the last, since I only cried over him...</p>

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&nbsp;Santa Clause. Broke my wittle heart :-(</p>

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My son's mother, but I had to do it for the both of us.</p>

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would be this girls former Master/Love/everything when He cheated on this girl</p>

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My grand daughter.</p>

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Through personal trauma, the loss of the world I thought I knew, love of life, personality annihilation. Anguish not being able to support my loved ones relying on me for strength&nbsp;spiritually and emotionally ...&nbsp; still takes more strength to live than to die ...</p>

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my kidneys ..dialysis is a *****</p>

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My daughters. I lost them in the divorce wars.</p>

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Well, I guess I've been very blessed to not have lost or had to let go of any of my "True Loves" in life; parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins, husband, dog ect. &nbsp;But the hardest thing I've had to let go, an absolute love in my life, &nbsp;was my career as a nurse. &nbsp;It's been almost 7 years (gosh does time fly, didn't even realize it's been that long until I just thought about it, wow), and it still floods my thoughts.</p>

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My husband&nbsp; he passed away Aug 30th&nbsp; but my love for him is still in my heart&nbsp; forever</p>