My Fault

-NπŸ’— Im sorry for hurting you. It was childish of me to do that to you. I don’t expect u to forgive me. I wish I could take every ounce of pain u feel right now. I love you, always. #221020

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2025-08-14

Farewell..

Hey it's been almost two months since we broke up, I still remembered you left me on 4th Sep with a short meaningless message "I want to be alone" without any explaination without a closure you just left me there in the dark wondering what did i do wrong but now that you seems happier i guess i was the problem. I wonder what went wrong i wonder if we give up too early or if i held on for too long? I never thought goodbye would be so hard. I'm writing this because i'm going to let go of us of you..life been awfully hard on me these days. My family my work nothing really works out for me i miss venting out to you about my problems yes i miss you i still do but its not that i want us back i'm glad that you are doing well on your own. it's sad because what i felt for you was really special and now i have to let go of everything as much as i hate giving up but i have to this time because i can't keep torturing myself like that, I stayed up all night crying i woke up in the morning crying i barely even touch food i didn't even go out and meet my friend all i did was getting drunk every nights so i can fall asleep,i keep doing things that i don't enjoy doing like active on the social media adding story publicly so you could see you know me better than anyone i aint the type to do that i ususally really private about my life it's getting tiring..this getting too long i'm gonna make it short..Take care T, you're a good person thanks you for the time we spent together, the calls the texts the late night conversations. i hope that you're happy with the way your life is right now i wish only the best for you ..Goodbye.

2025-08-14

The Awkwardness

I have been in relationship for almost 10 months with my sweetie, and I always call myself β€œNhom” instead of β€œBong”. Some times I called myself β€œBong”, but I didn’t get the response with the word β€œOun” so I feel shy. Will it make my love faded away? Do you think it will make our relationship be apart ?

2025-08-14

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2025-08-14

Love and Trauma

"Why did we break up?" It has been exactly 49 days since the day you told me that you feel off and you cannot continue this. I've been questioning myself and there were a lot of question marks in my head. Back then to day one, you told me I was your everything and your life would be hell without me. I told you that my previous relationship gave me a lot of traumas and I was scared to start a new relationship because once I love you, I commit and put 100% feeling and effort into it. You promise and you were being vulnerable to me. I decided to trust you and love you wholeheartedly. Our relationship was so pure, lovely, cute, happy until the very last day. The day that another part of me collapse. The day that every promise is broken. The day that you gave up on me. How could we suddenly break up? You gave me the love that make me feel everything then suddenly it dropped to 0. It is sting no matter how much many times I am trying to apply the medicine. It's difficult to picture it without that person because we were having a dream together and I already pictured you everywhere with me. I can't help but think about you in the middle of the night. I can't help but fantasize about a time when everything was fine. Again, I am living in a trauma that haunt me every single day. A trauma that told me that I would never be enough for someone even I keep hearing you deserve better but deep inside me told me that "IF I AM ENOUGH, HE WOULD NOT GIVE UP ON ME." Thank you for giving me love that I always want to feel but never want to leave. It gave me pain, trauma, and fear but I am glad that we come across each other in this lifetime. We broke up but "Once upon the time, my heart was yours." I love you, a_y

2025-08-14

One-sided love 🌜

You look like a moon but I am just a piece of shit who’s loving you. It would be great if you’re just take a look or keep an eye on this worm that loving you from far apart. At the end I'm still wishing you the best my moon ❀️

2025-08-14

Good bye!!

Ending of our story. When u came in to my life I thought you are the one. Yeahh you are really the one who hurt me the most. Don’t you ever wonder why I still talk to you like nth happened? Act like a normal friend to u even you are holding someone hand;)) I never told anyone what you had done to me. And today you told me, u always feel sorry for what u did but u don’t apologize because I look too strong and forgot what u did. Dude! What a shame, I give u all of my heart. I don’t have anything to say . Just want to leave it here I’m not okay;-; Anyway thank for being one part of my life. Even if it hard to forget u, I promise I won’t let u see me cry. Wish you all the best ហើម. From someone who love you all of her heart.

2025-08-14

Without proper reason

Wanting to tell you how I feel but not knowing how to start kills me inside. Whenever I see you, I want to look at you in the eyes and do nothing else. Just want to stare at those beautiful eyes like I once did when we went out together. I want to tell you reasons why I no longer pick up your phone. Reply your message. Talk to you in person. And a lot more. I’d like to apologize for hurting you. For giving you a hard time to take a step back from me. But I couldn’t say anything because it’ll only complicate the situation and makes it even more difficult for us when we cross paths. But now that I see you laugh and have fun with others again, it’s all I want. I hope you don’t hate me for ignoring you without giving proper reasons. I don’t know how to tell you and I will never be able to tell you. Just keep one thing in mind, you will forever have a place in my heart even though we can never be together.

2025-08-14

Someone you used to love

I know we started from stranger and now we also ended up as a stranger again. But before we ended up, you said you love me so much, you said I am a precious thing you have ever had, and look at us now you’re happy with someone new and you broke me into pieces. I used my pure intention yet you used your feeling to play with my pure heart:/ I am just not good to talk it out, but this time I feel dead inside, You made me think all guys are bad just like you. First you did goo to me, after I fell for you, you started breaking me. And now I just hope you will be doing alright after I’m gone, and also hope I will forget you as fast as I could:/