There’s a kind of pain that doesn’t show in bruises or scars, it lives quietly inside you, where only your heart can feel it.
It’s the pain of loving someone who’s slowly letting go while you’re still holding on, still hoping things will work, still believing that love is enough to fix everything.
At first, you keep telling yourself that this is just a phase.
You believe that if you stay kind, if you show patience, if you cry less and love more, maybe, just maybe, they’ll start to care again.
But slowly, you realize that no matter how much love you pour in, the other person has stopped trying. They don’t want to talk. They don’t want to meet. They don’t want to save what’s breaking.
And yet, when they see your tears, they say soft things like “Don’t cry, I’ll talk to you” little words that give you momentary hope.
You believe again. You wait again. You hurt again.
It’s a painful cycle that drains your soul a little more each time.
You start questioning everything:
Was it ever love?
Did they ever feel the same?
Were those smiles, those promises, those late-night talks, all just a game?
It’s confusing how someone can act so convincingly in love, only to walk away as if none of it mattered.
You begin to wonder if it was just attraction, a passing interest that faded once they got bored.
And while they move on like nothing happened, you’re left crying alone, asking yourself “Why did they waste my time?”
Every day feels like dying in slow motion.
You wake up with tears, go to sleep with emptiness, and somewhere in between, you pretend you’re okay.
You see them laughing, living, smiling, while your world feels like it’s collapsing.
Love, they say, is blind.
Maybe that’s why we love the wrong people so deeply, hoping they’ll someday see our worth.
But when love turns into constant pain, when your heart becomes tired of breaking, you start to realize that maybe this isn’t love anymore.
Because real love doesn’t destroy you.
Real love doesn’t make you cry every night.
Real love stays. It communicates. It heals. It doesn’t walk away when things get hard.
If what I felt was love, then maybe I don’t want to feel it again, not like this.
Because leaving someone isn’t easy. Watching everything you built fall apart hurts more than words can describe.
But sometimes, holding on hurts even more.
So if you’re reading this and you feel like you’re dying a little every day trying to make someone stay, please remember:
You deserve love that doesn’t make you beg for attention.
You deserve someone who puts in the same effort you do.
And most importantly, you deserve peace, not pain.
Not every love story ends with forever, some just teach us how deeply we can feel.
What’s your story? Tell me in the comments below.”
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