Everytime I close my eyes, I can see him. I can see him in his office looking watches on his laptop. Drinking a neat whiskey and in the background, jazz music is playing. His legs are laying on the desk. He’s wearing a white T-shirt and grey sweatpants. Anytime I wanna see him, I can see him. I can see his hands. His fingers. His nails. His feet. I can see everything I want of him, in so much detail. I can see him sleep. I can feel his hair through my hands. I can even smell his scent if I want to. Funny how much you notice when you love someone.
Today I broke. Today I had it up to here. We sent some texts back n’ forth. He was just asking for his keys. That’s the only thing he texted me for, of course. I couldn’t hold my thoughts anymore. I said things that I wanted to say. Things that I needed to say. Things that I shouldn’t say. Things that show how much I still cared. I figured, life is so f***ing small, if I wanna say something, I’m allowed to do so. So I did. I told him how impressed I was of how easily he can forget people when he doesn’t need them anymore. How easy it was for him to get rid of people in his life without even caring. Obviously, he didn’t like it. He called me. Twice. I didn’t answer. I didn’t wanna answer. He would say how in the wrong I was in his own perspective. But you know what? I actually didn’t care about what he had to say. Whatever he said wouldn’t change how I feel. He wouldn’t even acknowledge why I was feeling this way. Because simply, he doesn’t give a damn.
I feel mad. Mad with myself for being so stupid and naive. He threw me out of his life like I was f***ing garbage. He didn’t even feel a thing. He had done this before countless times. I was always so good at finding excuses for him. But not anymore. I’m done. He always thought he was right about everything. He always knew what was best for everyone. He was never wrong. Everyone else was making bad decisions but him? Never. He always had this sense of entitlement. He was always “so perfect”. I’m bored of that shit. Hope his new girlfriend can handle it.
Three years into a relationship and I just found out how big his ego was. How much of a narcissist he is. He cannot love anyone. How would he love me? And if he’s not a real narcissist he’s just a big as***le. So I guess the result is the same. How to handle it? Stay away from him. Will I miss him? Yes. Will I cry about him? Yes. Will I keep on thinking about him? Yes. Will I be able to get him out of my heart? Maybe. Will I forget him? At some point. But no matter how much it hurts you shouldn’t date a a toxic person. Someone who makes you feel like you don’t deserve love. Stay away. And be careful of the charming ones. They’re always the worst.
Usually when the other person moves immediately it’s a clear sign that they never loved you. They don’t mourn, they don’t feel sad. They just go on with their lives. Like you never even existed. This can be a very triggering rejection. And unfortunately there’s nothing you can really do about it other than accept it.
No matter how hurt or sad I feel I don’t regret loving him. I regret not standing for myself. I regret accepting this behaviour. I regret not having the balls to end it when I should have. I regret allowing him to come back into my life when he first left me for another girl. Don’t accept mistreatment, don’t accept disrespect. You deserve better. Wipe your tears, have a glass of water and take a deep breath. It sucks but we’ll get through it. Wear your big girl pants and let him go. Tomorrow is gonna be a new day. A better day. Life will go on. And it’ll be so much better without him. Mark my words.









