The decisions you make after crying aren’t driven by anger, they’re driven by finally knowing your worth. Once you see how much you’ve disrespected yourself, moving on becomes the only option.
Me: “3amla eh, m3aki meen?”
She: “lwhdi m3aya sahbty bs”
Someone-boy: “Nour ya nour”
She closes the call on me.
I called again.
Me: “Who is calling your name?”
She: “i dont know no one called my name”
She is not just a liar; she is a cheater, and she never deserved me in her life.
I just hate her, man.
I hate every memory of her cheating. I hate every memory of her lies.
I simply hate her.
Sometimes “I love you” means nothing when the moment you ask someone to give up something that hurts you, they choose their freedom to do it over your feelings. Love isn’t about being controlled—it’s about caring enough to say, “If this hurts you, I won’t do it.”
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