@kieraldquinto:

patriko🦿 :

can't repost I don't want to hurt her.

arniwdstt :

I remember all the effort and sacrifices that he made but I also remember the disrespect

️ :

I didn't follow my parents' advice for her, but it all seemed like a no brainer.

Sunnyz :

How she feels in the moment also depends on how you act in that moment. And that moment happened more and more.

Jomar :

I actually don't care about my effort. Just don't understand why all of a sudden my favorite person leave me? 😢

DefinitelynotRrann :

nikki :

i do remember all of the efforts and I appreciate all of it. Thats why i dont speak about how i feel anymore, bc im afraid he’ll think i dont appreciate all his efforts and that he’s not enough. I just dont wanna hurt him, but i feel suffocated with my feelings. And idk what to do anymore

ahshdhkabsmasbd :

Its not about this moment - its a number of times, one been told but has no action or changes

ricepalmer :

This is true bro. I’m just suprised in the beginning she told me that she need some space, and i said ok. But 1 week after I found her go on vacation with someone else. I know we are not together , we are dating but damn that is actually fucking hurt. She kinda mess with my feeling. And now I’m trying to forget her for forever but I can’t. And idk what to do. I feel like I’m lost . But I don’t wanna be in this situation for so long 🥺

aisyahmafaza :

tp cowo gue jg bgtu jir, dia gapernah sedikit pun liat effort gue yg dia liat dri gue cm pas gue tantrum, marah, ngambek dan berujung dibilang ga pengertian🥲

evan :

can't repost I don't want to hurt her.

Terentius :

ya specially when she's avoidant I'm tired guys I don't know most of the time I think maybe I'm just here because I'm an option that feeling never left me and the fact that i wasn't like this on our first few months but now whenever she's doing it again I just shut my mouth I dunno I'm just tired with all of it I dunno maybe I'm just an emotional guy

sajidddtopsecret :

and i don't want to repost bcs it will hurt her feeling

ajkk :

Remember the effort, remember the disrespect. It goes both ways.

shrek's right hand man :

in the end we will never understand their actions, we can be angry but never understand it unless they have that conversation with us. Just keep your head high, walk slowly, move on.

zib zab :

nastenka :

@pat²:can't repost I don't want to hurt her.

peter🕷️ :

dia inget ko, cuman lagi butuh waktu aja 🙂

Thura :

Anjilika 💫 :

because you make her feel that. :))

sid kagenou :

Can't repost, I don't want to hurt her. Just know that I was here

2% :

Hi lovet, I’ve been holding a lot inside for a long time things I didn’t say, not because they didn’t matter, but because I didn’t know if saying them would change anything, or maybe because I was scared that it would. I guess that’s the thing about us… we were never something easy to explain. There was no clear definition, but at the same time, nothing about it ever felt fake or meaningless to me. I cared about you in ways I didn’t always show properly. Sometimes I stayed quiet, choosing to understand instead of asking questions, choosing to be patient instead of asking for clarity. I stayed in ways I didn’t even notice at first adjusting, waiting, hoping thinking maybe that’s what it means when you truly value someone. And I did value you. More than I probably ever said out loud. There were moments that might have seemed small or ordinary to others, but they meant everything to me. The conversations, the comfort, the way we could just exist in the same space without needing to define anything… it all felt real. I can’t look back at what we had and call it “nothing,” because it wasn’t. It mattered to me, and it always will. But at the same time, I was confused. Confused about where I stood, about what we really are now, about what you felt and what I was allowed to feel. And I think that’s one of the biggest lessons I learned from us that clarity matters. That it’s not enough to say “it’s okay” when, deep down, you’re slowly questioning your place in someone’s life. I learned that caring about someone shouldn’t mean losing parts of yourself just to fit into their world. I learned that it’s important to speak, to ask, to understand because not everything can be solved by waiting and hoping. And I learned that sometimes, no matter how willing you are to stay, if things aren’t aligned, they just won’t turn into what you hoped they would be. I don’t blame you. I never did. And I don’t hate you I don’t think I ever could. What I feel is something softer, something more understanding, even if it’s still a little complicated. Because despite everything, I still appreciate you for who you are. And a part of me probably always will.

Lan :

allyyyyyyyyay :

Stumbled on this post and I just wished he doesn't think this way cause that'll hurt me a lot. Looking back at it, I kept my silence for so long until I can't endure it all--he just didn't notice all those moments as he was too busy thinking I'll always be there.

jr :

The time and effort on travel, the money spent, the good laughs together, the way we’d look at each other, the places we went together, the memories created, the intimacy, the genuine smiles, us being our favourite people, us being each others escape, us learning how to love, habits we picked up from each other, the phrases we say because of each other, the jokes, the influence of song genres, the life we planned in our head, the way we spoke to each other, the way our hands would meet, the way we fell asleep in each others arms, the way we trusted each other, the way we were able to talk things out, the way her eyes lit up when she looked at me, the way we was gentle with each other, the way we played with each others hair, the way we’d scratch each others backs, the way we we spoke to each other and the way our faces would light up when we saw each other