When You Loose Everything Which Once Felt Everything
Self-doubt, a shadowy specter that has remained distant for many, seldom ventures into the innermost chambers of their souls. Yet, for me, it wields a crushing weight. The magnitude of insecurity, self-questioning, and a relentless self-depreciation surges through my being when met with a heart-wrenching rejection. It's as if the universe itself decrees my insignificance, as if I exist merely as a squandering of my parents' hard-earned resources, an individual uncherished by all. My partner's rejection arrived at precisely the juncture of her ascendancy: success, employment, and the embrace of a bustling social circle. There was a time when confidence coursed through my veins, when my dreams gleamed with a luminous certainty. I harbored an innate belief that I would sculpt a brighter future. But, alas, I suspended my own evolution, turning my gaze fervently towards another. It's imperative that I absolve this person of any blame, for I relished every moment. The burden of responsibility rests solely upon my shoulders. In my fervent desire for reciprocity, I bestowed my all, anticipating her unwavering presence when I, too, would stand in need. Yet, as she ventured towards her destination, accompanied by an unwavering sense of conviction, they were gone—my hopes, my dreams—shattered like fragile glass. This rejection, a tempest that only I truly understand, has become a ceaseless battle against myself. Each day is a struggle for survival, a relentless pursuit of self-improvement. I yearn to transcend this ceaseless desolation and to glimpse a horizon where happiness may once again grace my weary hear
A Love That Persists Beyond Farewell
I yearn to surrender to tears, to cradle my anguish within the haven of your embrace. This overwhelming ache, it's not just about your departure; it's the culmination of the myriad burdens that life has bestowed upon me. I'm deeply sorry, my love. Sorry for every misstep, every moment of strife. Each day, I clutch at the hope that this pain might relent, if only by a fraction. Your absence reverberates through my existence, a constant ache that shadows every waking moment.
There's a tempest of emotions swirling within me, a maelstrom of anger and confusion. But amidst the turbulence, there's an immutable truth—I love you. No matter how fervently I may wish otherwise, this love remains unwavering, resolute. It retreats at times, only to surge back with an irresistible force. My affection for you, babe , it's profound and enduring. You know this, as you've witnessed it firsthand. And though you've departed, it persists, an eternal flame in the caverns of my heart .
