The disrespect at the end was louder than any good memory we ever had, and I sometimes kept it playing in my mind to be a reminder to never look back to the relationship and that's when i knew i was done.
Before I caught him cheating...
A late reply meant he was busy
Being offline meant his phone was dead or he's working
A phone that didn't have notifications meant he's not talking to anyone else
"I love you" meant I love you
Then I learned the truth
The late replies were lies
Being offline was because he was with her. No phone notifications meant he's turned them off in his settings so he won't accidentally see messages coming in
"I love you" was said while he was with her.
if i could go back to the day we met, i would probably just stay in bed and let that day pass without ever knowing you. not because every moment was bad, but because i know how much it would hurt to live through it all again. sometimes the hardest part isn’t losing someone, it’s wishing you had never met them.
Bro you cheated on me and you want me to fight for our rs just for once? Lemme remind you, you’re the one who ruined it. You left me no choice but to end it. Coz I can’t pretend everything’s okay even if it is not.
The most unhinged advice I got from my male friend after the breakup was to make a dating app account and date someone new. HAHAHA bro really said healing is optional, just find a replacement. Coz only ugly ones take time to heal. lmao😭💀
So here I am, mourning someone I can never get back and a love I thought I’d never lose. Two different kinds of heartbreak, both leaving me with the same feeling of missing something that will never be the same again. I don’t even know which part hurts more.
Grieving is such a weird thing. Like, wdym it’s been 16 years since my father passed away, and I still find myself messaging his Facebook account, as if one day he might somehow reply.
Sixteen years, and a part of me still misses him like it was yesterday. And as if carrying that kind of grief isn’t enough. On top of that I’m also grieving a six-year relationship I thought would last forever.
16 years without you, Pa. The world keeps moving, but a part of my heart will
always be missing you. I wish heaven
had visiting hours, even just for a moment. Everything has been little heavy these past few days Pa. And I wish I could talk to you about it.
Didn’t even get enough sleep today coz i was crying nonstop. Days like this hits differently. I hope that I will get over this someday coz i don’t like the feeling of helplessness.