Just Another Day… One More Broken Piece

 

I don’t know how to begin this. Maybe because I’ve reached the end of something I held on to for far too long. I’ve come to a point where I don’t think love is something that’s meant for me.

I tried. God knows I tried with everything I had. I gave love my time, my trust, my care… even those pieces of me that I never showed anyone else. I waited patiently, stood through storms, held on when everything told me to let go. I believed in love when it gave me a thousand reasons not to.

But in the end, all I got was silence where there should have been words, distance where there should have been closeness, and tears where there should have been peace.

I didn’t expect perfection. I just wanted something real. Someone who would hold my hand and stay. But life kept giving me lessons wrapped in pain, each one heavier than the last.

And now… I’m done.

Not because I didn’t want it enough. Not because I didn’t try. But because I have nothing left to give. Love took every bit of me, and when I looked around hoping for someone to put the pieces back; no one came.

It feels like I was standing on a battlefield all alone, heart in one hand and hope in the other. And now that the dust has settled, I see it clearly, I lost. Badly. I'm leaving the battleground, not with pride, but with a broken heart and empty hands. Like a soldier who fought every war but never got to win even one.

I don’t even have the strength to wish for love anymore. My guards are down, not for anyone to enter, but because I’m too tired to keep defending something that always leaves me hurt. I don’t want to hope again. Hope is too cruel when it doesn’t come true.

Maybe some people are just not made for love. And I think I’m one of them.


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