Heartbreaks are real.
Breakups hurt. I can testify of that. How though, How can
someone say they love you, how can someone say they will wait
for you no matter how long the wait, and yet, they decide not
to anymore. What happened? What happened to the love then?
Heartbreaks are real. He doesn't truly love me like he
said he did. But I was willing to do anything for him, love
is real. I know what it means. I know the feeling, I know
when you love someone, you fight for them. You would love
them with a capacity of extreme love. Love is love and when
you love someone, you love hard. I would invest myself to
him, even I would give my life for him. That is how much he
meant for me, because I loved him. But he didn't love me
like he said he did. Now, we're over. I decided that we
should end it. How can I move on from a breakup knowing that
we still are connected somehow. I feel that it's best if
we are far away from each other. To me, that is how I will
heal. There is no other way, in my opinion. It hurts to know
this. Love is no longer there for him anymore. And I am stuck
thinking why? What happened? The guilt, did I do something
wrong? What failed? If I knew I would've done something
from the start, Baby! Don't leave please, let me fix
this. It'll all wbe okay, I promise. We're long gone
separate now. There is no turning back. Do I miss him? Yes.
How do I feel? I feel depressed about it. My little
heart hurts. Thinking of it all, I am still confused and sad.
I am too dumb to believe such a smooth talker, in making me
believe that I am loved by a man like that. So many red
flags. Oh no, this is what I get. I'm silly.