A year ago, I dated this guy. He made me feel special and feel like I was the only girl in the world. But then 2 months later, I caught him with my best friend. He told me that it isn’t what it looks like. From then on, he called me and texted me everyday, but I didn’t respond. One day, he came over and begged my brother if he can talk to me. My brother said no and he left. I was listening. I thought that if he actually loved me, he would try harder. But he didn’t, he gave up. A week later, he came by again. My mom and my brother was out. He saw the door open and he came in. He went up to my room and saw that I wasn’t there. He heard cries from the bathroom and he ran there. He saw me on the floor trying to open a bottle of pills. He grabbed me and held me. He told me he was sorry and begged me to forgive him. I tried to breathe and then I asked him why should I? You cheated on me. How could I ever trust you again? He told me why he cheated on me. I understood. And I forgave him, but we could never be together. He understood. We became friends. The pain from my heart went away.
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For some things, time does help… but the scars left behind can be a reminder.
I’m sorry that happened to you. You deserve better and I hope you get it.