Love
Is it even real?
We've been dating for over a year. We promised each other at the time that if we broke up, we would be single for 5yrs. Unfortunately, we broke up. She had a new boyfriend a month after we broke up, and she did whatever she could to show me that she had gotten a better man than I am now. But she had no idea, however, that she had already broken a promise. I've been single for about 5 yrs, and the end of 2022 will officially be 5 years. Being single doesnt mean I cant get myself for a girlfriend. Because the promises we made to each other were genuine to me. After all, don't make promises if you can't keep them. :'3
Is it even real?
Who would you choose between the one you love and the one who loves you?
I fell for you. Over and over. Repeatedly, I let you hurt me and come back. For so long, I made these excuses in my mind that made me believe that I meant more to you than I probably ever did. I vividly remember the days when you left and I would spend hours crying. My chest was heaving with the pain that came with being the second choice once again. I’ve spent years instinctively looking for any remnants of you. Hoping that one day you would simply realize everything that you did wrong. But sadly, I found myself wishing for things that wouldn't happen. I fell into that familiar second choice again. Maybe it’s my fault for letting you, for always sitting within your peripheral vision and being someone you could run back to. Maybe it’s my fault for not standing up for myself sooner. I spent so much time wondering why I was never good enough to be that first choice. Never good enough to be the one you felt you needed. As I watch you search for something you’re looking for, I silently sit back here holding my tongue while I try not to tell you that it’s me. But maybe you don't feel the same and it’s easy for me to say that I’m not a second choice. And yet, every time you come back, I find myself falling all over again. Knowing within me that I will always be the backup plan. I always go in with a strong will and a solid wall around me and I always come out with a broken heart. Maybe that’s my life, my destiny as some would call it, to always be waiting for you to choose me first. Maybe one day I’ll wake up and realize how much of a first choice I truly am and finally let you go. Until then I’ll stand here feeling much like the someone who’s always chosen last because maybe I am, after all, just a second choice.
Fall in love with introverts is hard. Even you may know where they study or work, you probably can’t see them often. Even you may know their real name, they probably use fake name on social media. You can try stalking their friends or family members’ accounts but it doesn’t guarantee a success. They may not even have social media at all, or probably use a fake ones that not even their circle can know. They basically live in a cave and are probably carving art on the wall right now. Therefore, if you find any attractive introverts outside, don’t wait to get home and search for them on the internet. You may not see them touching grass for another months. So you should take a risk, approach them and don’t let the chance slips away (like me). If you’re lucky, they may let you hear their voices or more…adopt them. So, be brave guys, be brave but don’t be pushy (‘cause I’ve been there and it didn’t work). 🥴🥴🥴
We have broke up for almost 8 months. I knew this sound stupid, despite her cheating, I still have the love for her in me. I'm not saying I want her back, but from time to time I miss having her by my side. Still looking at our photos, going to places we used to.......... Good luck with your competition
I feel that every single day and I hate it. I hate myself for having that feeling when I'm supposed to feel so grateful for whatever I have right now. People around me are all so successful and smart and everything and I look like a clown by existing everyday. I freaking hate it.
I don't know how to put it in words, but there's something strange inside me every time I think about you. I admit that I am the kind of person who has many opposite-gender crushes, yet no one ever makes me feel like you do. It's been 9 months now that I just can't stop thinking about you.I will be looking at you and listening to your voice every time I feel unmotivated. I always smile when I see your face through the screen. I take your every sentence seriously and am trying to get to know your point and think through that. You're my inspiration and motivation. At the same time, you've got a place in my heart, my pure heart. I hope that in the future, when I grow older than this, you are still single, so I can make a move lol. In addition, I think I like you or in love with you maybe, idk.
I know you're here. I am sorry about what I have done to you and I hope you will find yourself in the future. I am sorry I hurt you and I am aware that the actions I have done to you were beyond unforgivable. I was too caught up being in my own element forgetting there was another person who wanted to be by my side too. I am sorry a million times and there is no other way for you to be happier than just letting you go and find someone else. I am sorry once again. I hope all the pieces that have fallen apart will come together once the right person appears in front of you. the person who wants to be with you 24/7. the person who genuinely loves you for who you are, and most importantly, the person who won't make you question your self-worth because you are more than enough. I am sorry I could not be that person for you. I wish things worked between us too 'cause there's nothing I wouldn't do to make you stay, but I guess it wasn't supposed to work out that way. You can get through this, I believe in you. I'm sorry again and again. (question for the admins, will u post if someone submits a confession of them barking?)