I know I deserve so much better, so I spend a lot of time blaming myself for believing that he was my soulmate.
A soulmate would not disregard my feelings as he did, a soulmate would not give up on a relationship, a soulmate would not break my heart.
He might have not been my soulmate but I still loved him and gave him everything I got. I gave him a chance, I invited him into my world and not for one second I doubted him. I wanted him so bad to be the one, I didn’t see the warning signs of how much chaos he was going to bring into my heart.
Why does it have to hurt so much to love? Why does betrayal feel like a dagger going right straight through your heart?
I hate having been wrong about him and for not seeing his true colors sooner. I want to punish him for stepping right over me, but I also want to punish myself for allowing my heart to fall for him.
It sucks to realize you gave your heart to the wrong guy but I will not give up on love. He might have broken my heart but he didn’t break me.
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