He finally said “I’M SORRY” for everything he did that hurt me and for everything he did not do that hurt me even more.
You told me to read between the lines, But there was nothing there.
My tears won’t stop, I can’t keep fighting. I’m losing all hope of ever finding. I don’t know who I am, with everything going on. I’ve lost myself in this midst of a crowd.
You did well. You were enough. That’s all that matters.
Because life can be cruel and this world can be so fucked up, but LOVE shouldn’t be, as long as you love yourself enough.
One day you are loved so dearly; the next day you find that same love making you feel unworthy.
When trials come, when you are overwhelmed by hurt and frustrations, and when you reach the point that you just don’t care anymore, what are you going to do?
Some people of today seem to think that letting yourself hurt from a heartbreak is not acceptable. They expect you to be as strong as always and be able to cope immediately in your every fall.
All of us want to be loved, accepted and affirmed; but in the reality of this cruel world, we all probably have experienced the awful ache of NOT being wanted in various ways.
He sent me away. He denied me and I had to walk home alone, shaking with my heart broken.