I was going through our photos together, after so much time. At first, I wanted to believe that when you said you “never loved me,” it was just an impulse in the heat of the moment, but now I can see the truth of your words in all the photos, right there in your eyes. You rarely smiled; you always looked tired. In every picture, I can remember some fight that belonged to that moment. But you were right. You never loved me.
Sure, you gave me letters, gifts by the handful, but I think what gave you away the most was your attitude when you weren’t with me. Your hints, the things you said about me to others. The countless times you claimed to be alone, while I was trying so hard for you to look at me and see that I was part of your life. The way you reduced me to “Nothing.” “I have nothing.” “I’m alone.”
I don’t have a single photo where your gaze truly lights up. The worst part of all this? Despite the problems, I did feel loved. I did want to stay. And I loved you from the very beginning. Maybe I should’ve suspected you didn’t love me when I asked why you had asked me to be your girlfriend and you said, “To see what would happen.” Not because “You loved me.” How foolish I was!!!
Last updated on:2025-08-13T06:50:03+05:30
Comments (3)
you were carrying the whole relationship while trying to believe their words matched their actions.
i’ve been in that spot, reading the signs i missed. it hurts seeing the truth but it also frees you from wondering.
i remember looking at old photos and feeling sick. like every smile was fake and i didn’t notice. makes you doubt your own memories.