In short, I met a girl in a game, and we hung out a few times in real life. I’m not sure if you’d call them dates, lol. Then, on New Year’s Eve, we spent the night together, a deep talk under the influence of alcohol.
In that moment, we confessed our feelings. I really liked you, truly. However, in the end, you left me because you weren’t ready for a relationship. Your past childhood trauma made you skeptical about marriage.
I can’t believe it ended even before it truly began.
I was shattered, but I held back my tears when you ended things. However, the next day, I found myself crying. A lot. Alone in the office bathroom.
I cried because I had envisioned so much with you — planning a future, starting a family, spending my life with you. I had placed high expectations on us, but it turned out to be a futile attempt; all my expectations came crashing down.
After that day, I promised myself that I wouldn’t love someone too deeply anymore and never put any expectations on someone because they can leave so easily whenever they want. It was my mistake from the very beginning when we first met.
What saddens me most is the broken promises, especially when you assured me that we would spend the next Christmas together, grow together, and all those cliché things. Yet, you broke every promise.
Never. Make. A. Promise. That. You. Can’t. Keep.
It’s not that it hurt profoundly; it’s more like a needle piercing through the skin. It’s small, yet it leaves a deep wound that surprisingly heals quickly.
But, in the end, I don’t regret our meeting. You truly taught me a valuable life lesson that helped me grow. They say the more you get hurt, the stronger you become, right? You’re always going to be my Proverbs 3:15.
To those grappling with heartbreak, loosening the grip is no easy feat, yet it’s necessary. Have faith in the art of letting go, where time becomes the mender. Though the pain is acute, the scars will fade, testifying to the heart’s resilience. Endure the ache, for within surrender lies the path to a future where sorrow transforms into strength. Remember, amid heartbreak’s storm, discover the silent symphony of self-healing, and as you release, the melody of recovery will find its way.
Warm regards,
Somebody that you used to know
