you didn't lose a man. you lost someone who never planned a simple date, never surprised you with flowers, and never even tried to meet you halfway. you let go of someone who only showed up when it was easy for them. that's not heartbreak, that's freedom. the kind of freedom that comes when you finally see things clearly. you realize you were giving too much to someone who gave almost nothing in return. you understand that love shouldn't feel like begging for attention or settling for the bare minimum. and when you step away from that, you're making space for someone who will actually show up, put in effort, and treat you the way you deserve.