Maybe that man promised you a future. One filled with tenderness, love, and care. He said he would cherish your beauty and embrace the flawed, complicated parts of you too. He made you believe he saw all of you, and that he would stay.
And then, one day, he changed.
He made you question all the love you shared. He saw you at your worst and decided that was all you were. He let go of the beautiful parts of you he once claimed to adore. Instead of holding you through the heaviness, he ran. Not with strength, but with fear.
You were left chasing the love you thought was mutual. Longing to be chosen by the one who swore he would always choose you. You opened up your pain, and he met it with indifference. You cried, and he looked away as if your emotions were too much to bear.
Everyone loves the idea of love until they realize it’s not always soft and easy. Real love is messy. It can hurt. But it is also about showing up, rebuilding, and choosing to repair rather than walk away.
Real love moves through conflict with you. It chooses you again and again, even when things are hard. It does not become uncertain just because your flaws begin to show.
So as you stand at the edge of heartbreak, wondering why he didn’t fight for you, remember this:
It is not because your flaws scared him away. It is not because you weren’t beautiful enough. It is not because you weren’t perfect.
Maybe it’s because he didn’t have the emotional tools to hold deep, vulnerable love. Maybe he was searching for comfort, not for growth. Maybe your pain overwhelmed him and he didn’t know how to sit beside it. Maybe his ego made him more concerned with his own needs than with being present for yours.
Whatever the reason, it is not your fault. At least not all of it.
If he could not love you the way you needed, that does not mean you are unworthy of love. It means he was not capable of giving it.
Because there is someone out there who will love every part of you. Someone who will not shrink when your flaws show. Someone who will wait patiently as you grow, and who will walk beside you as you become even more of who you are meant to be.
So hold on. The right love will find you.
And in the meantime, eat the ice cream. Write the angry letters you’ll never send. Fall apart in safe spaces if you need to.
But never forget this: Your flaws do not make you unlovable. They make you real. And you are still worthy of love exactly as you are.
The wait for true love never goes to waste. We just need to able to sift through the hollow hay to find the real one.
"Maybe it’s because he didn’t have the emotional tools to hold deep, vulnerable love." One thing I had to understand is that when a connection fails, it’s possible that no one is to blame. Some things are just not meant to be, and that’s ok. I would rather a genuinely aligned relationship rather than something forced.