Our field of dreams, engulfed in fire - Taylor Swift, loml

After experiencing a painful break-up, I've learned a valuable lesson: I will only invest my love in someone who reciprocates it.

You'll never be aware of the countless tears shed for you.

I only have one request: in your story, I hope you're not painting me as toxic. Our differences in views on what a relationship should be led to incompatibility.

Why do some men choose to jeopardize something genuine for something so ephemeral? It's a lamentable reality.

Someday, I'll comprehend why your love for me didn't match the depth of mine for you.

Just like waves in the ocean, life has ups and downs. Sometimes it's stormy, sometimes calm. In the waves' rhythm, we find strength to start anew, leaving behind what holds us back, and moving towards better days ahead.

Finally, I've awakened to my self-worth after the breakup.

Sometimes closure helps, but we are not entitled to it.

Perhaps our encounter was destined, but our paths were never meant to intertwine in a lasting union.

The grieving process of a breakup feels like plummeting from the 20th floor of a building, only to find yourself still painfully alive at the bottom.

I just realized I was begging for the bare minimum, when will I learn to let you go?

If he genuinely loves you, regardless of the circumstances, he will never abandon you.

When all I requested from you was simply some of your time.

What hurts the most is when he's aware of your pain and tears, yet he doesn't care, assuming you'll forgive him because he knows how much you love him.

I hope that every tear I shed for you will lead me to someone who will genuinely love me.

Why do you always make me feel like I'm not good enough?