Everything You Need from Them Is Really Something You Need from Yourself
I loved you. I loved you with everything in me, with every glance, every unspoken word, every moment where my heart ached for you in silence. But you… you loved someone else. And that is the kind of pain that doesn’t just break you—it reshapes you. I watched you laugh with him. I watched your eyes light up in a way they never did for me. I told myself that if I stayed, if I waited, if I loved you hard enough, maybe—just maybe—you’d see me. Maybe one day you’d wake up and realize I was the one who truly cared, the one who would never leave, the one who loved you even when it hurt. But love doesn’t work like that, does it? "You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that." – Warsan Shire Loving You Was a Fire That Only Burned Me I convinced myself that your happiness was my happiness, even when it meant watching you love someone else. I told myself that if I stayed, at least I wouldn’t have to bear the agony of losing you completely. But what...