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I Loved Someone That Didn't Love Me

Ive been talking to this guy for a while now, it was the typical process.. Got to know each other.. Laughed.. Became closer.. Developed feelings for each other ect.., and honestly i fell in love with him and that was scary to me so i tried to deny it. But i realized i had to come to terms with it and accept that im in love with this guy. He seemed trustworthy and kind and loving and just perfect. So i let my gaurd down, and loved him. Of course he didn't know that i felt so strongly. So weeks passed and things went as usual, until something just changed, it was so quick, like a light switch. He changed. He was distant, he was irritated, he was "busy", he was ignoring me, He Was Different. I realized that i fell in love with someone who probably no longer wanted anything to do with me. I was left in total darkness. With no air. With no light. Drowning. He pushed me off the ledge and made me drown. He was all i thought about, he was all i looked forward to. He became my life and i hated and loved every minute of it. I ended up doing some "investigating" and found out that i was probably one of many that he had wrapped around his finger. I meant absolutely Nothing to him, while he meant the world to me. And that really scares me. The fact that i was so easily fooled, the fact that this seems to be an dreadful and endless cycle. The fact that I'm still stuck in this messy thing called love and he's out there running free.
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Specialyouare · 31-35, F
Sweetheart, this happens many times. In Marilyn Monroe’s diary, she writes about her first husband having an affair and how she had fallen in love with the idea of “love”, and how it made her feel. It seems as if human beings take those they get close to for granted, and love the challenge of the ones they can’t get. Don’t feel sad. Don’t think about it. Reminisce on the good times. Write a poem of love and your feelings and maybe post them on here. Create art from your pain. What others think or how they define you, is completely irrelevant.