Something significant happened when she least expected it to. She was minding her own business when someone, or let's just say something, crossed her path. She asked over and over why is this happening now. She questioned it all the time. She let herself fall hard for someone who didn't even appreciate a second of her presence.
She talked and he "listened."
She smiled and he looked away.
She laughed while his face was blank.
Yet she still ignored the signs.
She was under a spell.
She admired him from a far and he was oblivious.
She thought that maybe he was just tired.
Little did she know that he was tired of her.
She was honoring her time to him.
Yet he never made time for her.
If he was sad, she was there.
She called off work.
She turned away from her friends.
Only for him.
All for him.
If she was sad, all she had was herself.
Yet she still didn't realize a thing.
She was in love.
She thought things were going well.
He hugged and kissed her like he meant it.
He talked about how much he liked her.
She even felt welcomed by the family.
Everything was okay until she got a text.
The "we need to talk," text.
She felt adrenaline go through her veins.
Her stomach tightened, she got nauseous.
Hyperventilating, grasping for air.
He would not answer until an hour later telling her he was still in love with his ex.
She felt her whole world collapse.
She felt gross, used, like trash.
Her eyes were so red, she lost herself.
She was humiliated.
She was just shocked.
No words came out.
Thumbs moved as they texted, "It was nice knowing you, goodbye."
She collapsed.
Hurled up into a ball.
At that moment she just wanted to disappear.
The next day she tried to get up but she felt wounded, she felt like she was stabbed.
She was ripped apart.
Because of the love and hate she felt for him.
Little did she know that things happen for a reason.
Little did she know that he was the one who did not deserve her.
Not a single tear did he deserve either.
She doesn't know how special she is.
She doesn't know that with one smile she can change the world.
She is beautiful, kind, and sweet.
She is the life of the party.
But he made her feel the opposite.
It is hard to let go, but she will soon find out the reason for why this happened.
She will soon move on with her life and be happy.
She will soon gain motivation again.
She will soon love again.
Because she is not an object.
No girl/boy is an object.
Don't start something with someone if you do not have good intentions.
I just hope they know they are good enough for anyone.
If not even better.
