If it hurts like that, it's not love💌 You said you loved me... but love doesn't make you feel this lonely. Love doesn't make you question.. your worth every night. You didn't love me.. you loved how easy it was to be loved by me. You loved my patience, my softness, my care... but never the parts of me that needed healing. You wanted me quiet, understanding, forgiving... the kind of love.. that never asks for anything back. But love isn't silence. Love isn't convenience. Love shows up, even when it's hard. Because if you can watch someone break and still sleep peacefully.. that's not love. That's comfort disguised as care. And I'm done mistaking attention for effort. I wasn't asking for too much.. I was just asking the wrong person.❤️‍🩹