Dear Love,
Here I sit, wrapped in memories, shadows of our laughter, and echoes of our love. As these words flow from my heart to this page, they’re tinged with sadness and a stark realization. I remember us in the golden days, but today, I’ve come to accept that you no longer deserve me.
Every moment I spent with you, I thought was an investment. I believed that every smile, every touch, and every whispered secret would compound our love, making it invincible. But now, as I sift through those memories, I see them differently. Not as investments, but expenditures, given freely, hoping for love in return, often left wanting.
There was a time when our love was the sun around which my world revolved. I cherished the warmth you gave, and in my naivety, I thought it would never fade. But now, all that remains are cold, lingering shadows. Your love became seasonal, only appearing when it suited you.
I admit, I tried. Oh, how I tried. Whenever you pulled away, I stretched my hand out further, thinking it was a phase, believing that soon, you would be back. Time and again, I soothed my own wounds, telling myself that you were just having a bad day. But one day turned into many, and soon, I realized it wasn’t just a phase. It was who you had become.
Do you remember the nights I cried silently, hoping you would notice? Those were not cries for attention; they were pleas for recognition. I wanted you to see me, truly see me, and realize what you were doing. But it was as if I had become invisible, transparent against the backdrop of your indifference.
Love is about balance, about give and take. But our scales had tipped, with me constantly giving and you incessantly taking. My love for you was an ocean, deep and unending, but you treated it like a convenient pond, only dipping your toes when you felt like it.
There’s a resilience in love, yes, but there’s also a breaking point. And dear love, we have reached it. I can’t sacrifice my happiness and well-being on the altar of what was once a beautiful relationship. Our love story, which I thought would be a timeless classic, now feels like a tragic tale.
I know my worth. I deserve more than sporadic affection and half-hearted promises. I deserve a love that’s steady, that’s whole, and that values me every single day, not just when it’s convenient.
I hope you realize this isn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision. It’s the culmination of countless nights of introspection, of analyzing every moment, every gesture. It’s the result of understanding that love shouldn’t be this hard. It shouldn’t hurt this much.
You might wonder if there’s bitterness in my heart. But no, there isn’t. There’s just a profound sadness for the love we lost and a newfound determination to find the love I truly deserve.
I once believed that we were carved from the same star, destined to find each other in this vast universe. Now, I see that perhaps we were just two passing meteors, destined to blaze brilliantly for a moment and then move on to different horizons.
I hope you find your peace, your purpose, and your true path in love. But this is where our paths diverge. Where once I saw a shared future, now I see two separate journeys. And it’s time for me to embark on mine, without the weight of our past holding me back.
Remember this – I did love you, with all my heart and soul. But now, it’s time for me to love myself more. You might not have understood my worth, but I do. And it’s with that understanding that I say, you don’t deserve me anymore.
Wishing you all the best,
Forever in memories, but no longer in heart