Not my Achilles Heel.

What’s a moment that made you realize you were stronger than you thought?

It was just months ago where I was really at my lowest after a terrific heartbreak from someone whom I thought I would end up in a relationship with. I felt deep down that, I would never really pull through or get myself back together cause’ I had fallen so hard for her that, nothing could be incomprehensible to the kind of love I had for her.

One flaw of mine is when I love someone, I’d love them deeply; so deeply that, one time rejection could send me into overthinking. It’s insanely terrible and, a trait I had retrained myself for, I should control the depth of my love.

Especially, for someone whom you ain’t in a relationship with yet.

Believe you me, it was terrible and, something i’d describe to you as a grave mistake if you ever tried loving someone so deeply whom you aren’t in a relationship with.

One word, one bad action, one long silence or an act of shoving your gesture down the bus could send you into a deep void of either depression or, shuffles of memories you had once with them.

You could stay up all night, having the IFs and, I’m playing unfeasible possibilities you thought you would have shared with them; your heartache could be having a tussle with your brain everytime.

It was horrible.

I’d sit with airpods connected to music everyday, write, talk with AI(Claude was my goto) cause’ I felt, my friend whom I had always shared how I was feeling with, I felt I was being a burden on her.

So, I’d sit with my dark thoughts, ensure I connect with myself and, push myself to be optimistic that, those dark days would be over.

She was a friend; whom I had affection for. Our chemistry was incomparable. We’d text all day, talk about things all day, share snaps, spams and all to each other. But, one incident of confession led to endless wearies of my life.

Unfortunately, in the end, I lost my friend & also, someone whom I presumably love.

But presently, we are back but, the person whom I shared friendship with, is perhaps not the same person whom, I ended up meeting.

Love for sure, is beautiful but, with someone who also has a shared feeling for you – This, I learned during my solitude moment.

Cupid.

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