Not everything is meant for me
And when people lie to my face...
That they will be there. That they will do anything.
Last time, I didn’t want to believe it. Really. I felt that it wouldn’t end well. Of course I did.
But I let myself fall because why not? At that point, it honestly couldn’t get any worse.
I decided to let life surprise me.
Well, of course it surprised me again, but not in a good way.
I was shattered in my most vulnerable, saddest moments after all the promises that he would always be there.
You can guess how it ended.
I don’t hold grudges. I’m not angry. I’m not even disappointed. It honestly doesn’t matter.
It was a lesson for me to learn, to become a better version of myself.
At the end of the day, it is exactly what I begged for...
Here I am, shining, becoming the best possible version of myself.
I’m just sad.
That I trusted someone again.
That I started to believe that this time it could be different.
It wasn’t.
Yeah, I don’t think romantic love is something that is meant for me.