I love him. I love him more than anything on earth, more than the stars and the moon in the sky. More than the air we need to breath, more than the water we need to drink, more than the sun we need for warmth. I love him more than life and anything it can offer me. He’s as beautiful as lucifer himself, but just as the devil does he stabbed me in the heart and left me to die.

I thought things were stable. We didn’t text or call as much as we did at the beginning, but he insisted he was busy with this or that and I believed it. And although I was irritable when he did finally contact me after not doing so all day he had this way of making me feel loved with so few words. I valued every moment I got with him. Despite all the time we went without talking I loved him unconditionally and I thought he felt the same.

Turns out not. He tried to ease into it, calling it a break because he “didn’t want to keep hurting me” because we didn’t talk a lot and I expressed it made me sad. Later down in the conversation he said he lost interest and simply didn’t want a girlfriend at the moment and officially broke it off. It only got worse when his cousin told me an hour later he started texting this younger girl I knew he was after at one point. I got a screenshot later from a friend of the girl admitting they’re talking now and it was all confirmed.

This man said he’d buy me a house, a car, a ring, ANYTHING if i stayed by him. He wanted me to move in with him, get married, have a future together. He said all these things so sure of himself, like they were promised. All that amounted to was a lousy “Im sorry not everything works out”.

I want to look strong and above it so he starts to question himself and beg for me back, but i’m scared if i look too over it then he won’t even bother. If I look all sad about it he’ll know I still feel something for him but then I look pathetic. Either way, if he’s serious about this younger girl then I don’t have a chance whatever I do.

God, this hurts.