You knew damn well what you were doing. You knew damn well who you were breaking

You knew damn well what you were doing. You knew damn well who you were breaking

“You knew damn well what you were doing. You knew damn well who you were breaking.” These words echo in my mind as I reflect on the pain and heartache that comes with a sad love. It’s a love that starts off so promising, so full of hope and passion, only to end in tears and shattered dreams.

I remember the way you looked at me, with those eyes that seemed to see right through me. I was captivated by your charm, your wit, your smile. I thought we had something special, something worth fighting for. But as time went on, I began to see the cracks in our relationship, the lies and deceit that you tried to hide.

You knew damn well what you were doing when you started to pull away, when you stopped returning my calls and texts. You knew damn well who you were breaking when you chose to walk away without a second thought. I was left standing there, feeling lost and alone, wondering what I did wrong to deserve such treatment.

I tried to hold on, to salvage what was left of our love, but you had already made up your mind. You were done with me, ready to move on to the next person who caught your eye. And in that moment, I realized that I was just another casualty in your game of love.

The pain of a sad love is unlike anything else. It’s a deep ache in your chest that never seems to go away, a constant reminder of what could have been. I find myself replaying our memories in my mind, wondering where it all went wrong, how we ended up here.

But despite the hurt and the heartbreak, I know that I will survive. I will pick up the pieces of my broken heart and learn to love again, even if it takes time. Because in the end, I refuse to let you define me or dictate my happiness. I am stronger than the pain you caused, and I will rise above it, leaving you in the past where you belong.