Missed you yesterday. Today. And already know I’ll miss you tomorrow. But then I remember how easy it is for you. But that was the point right? So that everything would be easier.
his final gift to you is repeating the same pattern one last time, so you can finally see that despite all his potential, promises, and excuses, this is the person he chooses to be.
Girl… move on. He didn’t fight for you, he just liked having access to your love, your loyalty, and your softness without giving you what you deserved.
no one talks about the anger and humiliation you feel when you realize the person you loved with everything you had only loved you when it was easy and convenient for them
Watching him become cold, watching his whole energy and behavior toward me change, while I still remember the sweet man I fell in love with. It’s a different kind of heartbreak when you’re grieving someone who is still alive, but no longer feels like the person you once knew.
i was the girl who was there during his no job, no money, no princess treatment, no food, no gifts, no dates. And I could have left and been with whoever I wanted, but I stayed because I believed in us & still got completely destroyed.
Como último acto de amor, te confieso que siempre me quedaré con las ganas de haber vivido una vida contigo, porque, en el fondo, yo sí quería que fueras tú.
Tal vez esa persona sí te amaba, pero elegirte implicaba reconocer sus errores, trabajar en ellos, dejar atrás personas y malos hábitos, madurar y aprender a amar de una manera diferente. Y como era más cómodo permanecer en su zona de confort, le resultó más fácil irse que hacer todo lo necesario para quedarse.