"stupid me, i cried for someone Who never valued my tears." stupid me— cried for someone who never even paused to understand why those tears fell. i gave so much of myself, thinking that if i loved harder, stayed longer, or forgave quicker, it would finally be enough to matter. but my pain went unnoticed, my silence unheard, and my tears unvalued. it hurts to admit that i was holding onto someone who never truly held me the same way. but maybe "stupid" isn't the right word —maybe it just means i cared deeply, and there's nothing wrong with that. my tears were real, my feelings were genuine, and that says more about my heart than it ever will about theirs. now i see that i deserve someone who doesn't overlook my pain, someone who values every emotion i carry. and slowly, i'm learning to give that care back to myself instead.