Because you are too genuine and unadulterated, even those closest to you who mean you no harm may hurt you. Simply said, they don’t return your love and respect in the same way. Furthermore, you cannot argue and protest about something that isn’t as obvious or audible. It feels to you like a quiet, lovely ache in your heart. You fail to convey it. Simply soak it. You pick up on everything. You contrast. You experience neglect. You question your status. You truly experience heartbreak. But you just have to learn to accept it and smile after each tiny incident like this. The tragedy of truly loving someone is that. You realize that you merit more. It’s so easy for you to go. However, youYou decide to stick around and experience those little heartbreaks. When you uttered those things, you truly meant them. You were going to honor those pledges no matter what. You were going to maintain their top priority at all times. Despite feeling slightly deceived by their behavior, you maintain your integrity in terms of promises and feelings.
Your issue? You experience too much. You don’t have such restrictions in your remarks when you claim someone as your own. You simply have a heart of gold. Thus, you picture yourself fulfilling all of your mutual promises to them. You already have this mental expectation that you and that individual will perform those unique things. You carry them out. You actually take them too far.You place too much value on them. To feel that close and unique, you practically force yourself on that individual. It resembles a baby attempting to embrace his mother, confident that she will. But the mother keeps moving away from him without giving him a hug. The infant will soon start to cry. However, even after several days pass, you don’t cry. That’s very tragic, my friend. I understand how powerless and furious you feel. You would have left if it had been anyone else, I know that. With a trembling hand, an aching heart, and a wounded soul, however, you are still hanging on. But step back a bit. Only treat them with the respect that they deserve. They won’t even notice, I promise.Because it was always not that special and so near to them. You were the only one who was dying to give more.
The narrative’s exploration of unreciprocated love and the internal struggle to maintain integrity despite disappointment is relatable. The metaphor of a baby reaching out for a hug but facing avoidance paints a vivid picture of vulnerability and the longing for connection. The encouragement to step back and reevaluate one’s approach to relationships is a valuable takeaway. The prose is emotionally charged and thought-provoking, making it a compelling read.
This is so emotional