I cried so much for you, night after night, trying to make you stay. I gave all my love, all my care, all my patience, hoping that somehow, things could be fixed. I put in endless effort, tried to understand, tried to forgive, and tried to hold on, but it was always easier for you to touch me than to truly mend what was broken. I hoped for your love, I waited for your effort, I dreamed of us, yet every time I reached out, it felt one-sided. I gave so much of my heart, yet received so little in return. My soul carried the weight of love that was never fully valued, and my heart ached under the burden of trying to hold onto someone who didn't want to stay. I stayed silent through the pain, I endured the loneliness, I forgave the distance, thinking that maybe, one day, things could be different. But sometimes love is not enough, sometimes effort cannot change what is unwilling to grow, and sometimes letting go is the only way to honor my own heart. I realized that holding on to someone who doesn't fight for you only breaks you further, and that true strength lies in walking away because loving yourself must always come first.
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