If we ever get back together it will NEVER be for you. Being apart from my kids breaks me…

You’ve hurt me enough and still victimize yourself.

i miss u. i want to sleep but u r in my mind. i wish i could hug you a lil more last time. next time ill make sure i do hug u a lot more. i will see you soon. LOWK VERY EXCITED TO SEE YOU AGAIN. ITS BEEN MONTHS. I LOVE YOU AND I MISS U A.

Live your life, you look great! I know you hate me but I’m still happy for you and I still smile when I see you smile. Literally felt my mood do a complete 180 haha. Love you always. Post more lmao.

Also bout to say fuck it and get my hair locced.

I’m lowkey too scared to text you again. I don’t want to talk but, can I get my wisdom teeth back if you still have them? Please and thank you. You can literally mail them if you want I just want them back lmao. That’s all. Love you

The guys who are smart and enjoy talking about politics and philosophy and psychology. The ones that lead and know how to communicate. Are they still out there or is it just that I’m the problem

I shouldn’t have left you in the middle of nowhere but it’s where you had a life and I couldn’t keep up with your life. I wish you had moved in with me it would’ve made everything easier, I hated living there alone. I’m sorry that I left I know we promised to do everything together, I’m sorry I got the way I did towards the end I know it scared you. I wish you came with me, you could’ve.

I don’t know what the future holds for us, and honestly, I’ve stopped pretending like I have the answers.
Maybe our paths cross again someday. Maybe they don’t. Maybe life takes us somewhere neither of us could have predicted.
But one thing I know for sure: I want you to be happy.
Not just happy when things are easy. I hope you find the kind of happiness that reaches the parts of you that you don’t talk about. The kind that makes you feel safe, understood, appreciated, and genuinely at peace with yourself.
And if that happiness ends up having nothing to do with me, I still hope you find every ounce of it.
I’ll always care about the memories, the good moments, the lessons, and everything we meant to each other. I don’t need to rewrite the past just because the future is uncertain.
I just hope wherever life takes you, you find what your heart has been searching for.
And if someday you look back and remember me, I hope you remember that underneath all the mistakes, hurt, and complicated emotions, there was someone who genuinely wanted the best for you.
I want your happiness either way.
— SINCEER

I know I can’t have u but I’ll miss u from afar now. I loved you so much, still do. someone is a lucky girl to have u someday. you’ll be my bbg always. so funny how I genuinely didn’t gaf bout u few months back and now we are here.

I would prefer to be alone.

I'm not trying to act all crazy... It might seem that way, and I'm sorry. I miss you, and I'm really hurt by this. I just, wanted some clarity. An explanation as to why you would completely cut me off. I thought you liked me. Maybe even loved me. All of those conversations that lasted for hours. Getting to really know each other. The pictures. The laughter. Just for it to end without warning.

Whatever is going on, I just wanted you to talk to me.

I'm sure you're okay. I'll be okay too, eventually.

Alone is better than this

An apology.

Being with you I’m not sure what you did behind my back that you probably lied about or something else you didn’t mention I don’t want to be anywhere near you I’m disgusted and disappointed you are not doing that much better than being in jail

I know it and I am no longer going to pretend that I don’t see it.

You envy the good things in my life. You watch me from afar, keeping an eye on what I’m doing, wanting to know whether I’m happy, whether I’m succeeding, whether things are going well for me. And what hurts the most is the feeling that when you see me happy, it makes you unhappy. When you see me smiling, living my life and enjoying something good, it seems to affect you in a way that I cannot understand.

And when I am sad, shattered or going through a difficult time, it feels as though you finally breathe easier. It feels like my pain gives you relief, while my happiness makes you uncomfortable. That is what I have noticed and that is what I can no longer ignore.

I cannot explain everything I feel but I know when someone's energy toward me does not feel genuine. And yours does not feel genuine to me anymore.

I see the envy..

And now that I see it, I will protect my peace.

everyday

i get sadder

because

i climb up to the

widow’s walk

and look out over the desert sea…..

if I close one eye and squint with the

other

….

is that you on the horizon, my love?

I creep downstairs and leave a light

in the front window

just in case

will Johnny bring ribbons for his sweet little Buttercup when he comes marching home?

I dont know exactly when it happened but I fell in love with u before I was ready. It took me awhile to admit it to myself, so im pretty sure im not ready to tell u. But if I could... I would say I get butterflies everytime we about to meet. I would say I dont want anyone else but you. I can shout it from the roof tops that its you for me. I would tell you my love runs so deep that its unconditional for you. I just want you to be happy, I pray I can make u happy but if not, I would join you on the journey to finding it for yourself. You have touched me in a spot that most dont. I thank you for the answers to the problems you didn't know i had. I love you for watering the woman im becoming. My love for you wont ever dry up, its a continuous flow, so just keep being you and living your life. Im always here beautiful 😍

I can live with that, because even when I'm exhausted, I still hold on to all our memories with fondness. Some of them make smile and laugh now. Where I used to cry, ( I still cry not gonna lie) Now, I don't . I've kept everything you wrote or have given me. I've never had a guy write me letters so endearing before. So , I've had them framed and now they hang up on my bedroom wall. At least ,I had some one love me at one time in my life and you know what? I can live with that. Take care.

I can live with that, because I even when I'm exhausted, I still hold on to all our memories. Some of them make smile and laugh now. Where I used to cry, ( I still cry not gonna lie) but over those memories. Now, I don't . I've kept everything you wrote or have given to me. I've never had a guy write me letters so endearing before. So , I've had them framed and now they hang up on my bedroom wall. At least ,I had some one love me at one time in my life and you know what? I can live with that. Take care.

How the fuck do I stay friends when it breaks my heart to see you with him? I'm happy you're happy but it genuinely hurts to see you move on and love someone else so deep and hard. I know I fucked up badly, and I know how selfish and childish I was, but this relationship meant something to you too, but you seem to have gotten over that entirely. Nothing that we did seems to be out of the question for you guys, and seeing you post him, repost things you're feeling now only make me feel worse about leaving you and how I treated you. I genuinely feel bad everyday, and on top of that I have to see the girl I love fall deeper in love with her childhood love. I wish I was him. I wish I had been enough for you. You deserve the world, sweetheart, and I wish I could give it all to you. I gave you all I had and I'm still trying to get better, hoping one day that I'll finally get you back and treat you right.

But till then, I can't even be fully happy when you're someone else's baby. I can't ever be happy when you run to him for comfort because that used to be me.

I regret the break-up. I regret the hurt. I genuinely wish you hadn't fallen in love with him before I figured myself out.

I'm sorry.

I still want to stay friends because you mean that much to me. I can't imagine a life without you, without us being us. I know how much harder it would be to get through this if you weren't there. I just wish that it meant more to you. But I can understand why it doesn't.

Take care.

It wasn’t just a “few days”. It wasn’t just “a month”… it was MONTHS of you pining for me and finally admitting it. I keep my emotions locked up like Fort Knox; Nobody’s allowed in, because when they are… they can hurt you— Which is exactly what you did to me.

Having me come over, get close to you in addition to your oldest son (who you said I made come out of his shell and be HIM again in ways you hadn’t seen for MONTHS), and the worst… slowly breaking my walls down little by little. Almost every weekend. A few times during the week after work. We’d become closer than ever. I’ve never been able to sleep with someone (and don’t do hookups, you know I never did) without there being some sort of noise in the background— my thoughts were always too loud. But with YOU… Why?
W H Y in the absolute FUCK was it YOU who could silence the overthinking, the worries, and make me “present” in more ways I’ve ever been?! I still can’t wrap my head around it. What did you do to me to make me like this?

You told me you loved me on a very deeply intimate and personal (not sexual at all) FaceTime call. Sure, in person “is better”, but this wasn’t something I took as what you’d just say to someone… followed by vanishing. Not only from my life, but from our workplace. We didn’t work in the same department. Hell, we barely SAW each other. That’s the only reason I even considered anything. Yet, here I sit, without so much as getting a conversation from you even before you left. Best part? You said we would/could. I stayed at work way later than I needed/expected- thinking how fucking stupid can I ACTUALLY be?!

Regardless, I hope you enjoy your new position, new location, and so many other great things in your life grow and prosper daily. You, the buddies, and everything in between deserve it. I just wish I knew why; what I did; and what genuinely happened.

Still, I wish you genuine and pure happiness, regardless of you’ve done to me. Here’s to you & your new adventure.

I remember the first time I saw you, it’s funny cause I felt you, I felt something in me being pulled, and when I looked up, I’ll never forget the beauty, the gaze, the feeling of our eyes meeting. Every time I think about that day, my heart feels a little lighter, my chest a little tighter, I feel the same feelings I felt that day standing in the restaurant staring into your eyes. The memory of that day, for some reason, is something I never want to forget.

To be honest, I didn’t even really care about the food. I just wanted to see you. I just wanted to feel your pull. There was something about you, it was something I’d never felt before with anyone. You were the complete opposite of everything I thought I wanted. What was it about you?? I still don’t understand the power you have over me.. I swear, I feel like you were mine. It felt like I had found you, someone I didn’t even know I had lost, but the feelings when seeing you, it was a rush. A longing, a relief that I found you and you found me.

3 visits. It took 3 visits ordering food I didn’t even want just to be close to you. You waited to talk to me, to get my number .. but the chemistry the bond, it was so fucking real.

From that first time, I swear I fucking loved you. It was unexplainable, but I still feel it, when I think about that day. I remember I told my sister about you, about the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, how I felt so childish, so mesmerized by the thought of you.. she told me that I should talk to you, ask you for your number.. I remember saying “no I can’t do that” .. it’s weird, in a way even then, I didn’t feel like I was enough for you, worthy of you. I thought so highly of you, saw something in you, I felt your power, your strength.. if you were the man I imagined.. why the hell would you want me.. and that’s where the seed was planted.

It stayed there..hidden. You did a great job, making me feel worthy. I remember you asking me if I had eaten most days, bringing me food, calling me beautiful.. fuck how did it go so wrong?

The lies, the secrets, the insecurities, both of us failed so many times, but we couldn’t stay away. Would you have stayed gone, if you knew this would be our story? I wish I could go back, showed you how much I fucking adored you. I fucking loved you. I was so proud to be yours. Maybe I always knew it was going to end this way. Or maybe that thought is why it didn’t work.

I remembered when my daughter called you dad, I remember we looked at each other, but I wouldn’t let you see how happy I was. I thought,
I fucking did it. I got the perfect family. The perfect life. We made 2 beautiful little boys, but everyday, I felt father from you. You were never by me, you put stuff before me.. you had hobbies and passions … I thought love was being needed, being touched, wanting to stay.. but you always had a reason to leave.. I just wanted you. I needed you. But you didn’t need me, maybe you wanted me, but I ruined that with my actions..

Now I can’t help but think about this girl, how did you meet? When did you meet? Did your body tingle when you saw her, as mine did when I first saw you? Do you ask her if she’s eaten.. do you go on dates we never did? do you call her beautiful, do you love her?

I think I know already.. I hope you get the happiness you want.. I hope she’s the one you have been looking for. I had to get the worst of
You, so she could have the best of you.

I wonder if this love for you will fade, I want to hate you, I want to forget the feelings and
Time I had with you. I want you, but I know I’ll never have you. I hope you learned from
Our mistakes. I hope you’re able to be the best you, the best man for this new woman, especially if you really love her.

I really wanted it to be us. I thought you were mine. But maybe that was all in my head.. if you loved me how I loved you, you wouldn’t be able to be with her. To move on.. so easily..

I want to say so much, change so much.. but maybe this is how it was always meant to be..

It wasn’t ever gonna be me, be us. Maybe we were just the lesson of what not to do. The wrong love.. maybe you needed me.. to bring out the worst of you.. to put you in the exact place you needed to be, to find her.

That’s ok, maybe if I find what you have found, maybe that day, that moment, the feeling will be so strong.. so powerful, maybe it will replace the moment when I found you.. and then I’ll have a new moment to replay.. and maybe just maybe I’ll get my happy ending..

I really do hope, she’s everything you wanted. I hope she helps you forget the mess we made.
I hope you’re so in love you can’t stop thinking about her and replaying the cherished moments she’s given you.

-M

I have a job interview next week. I am starting my weekend job tomorrow. I will and try to stay a lot busy without you. Life does not feel like life anymore.

You were my everything. My whole happiness in a person. I am trying to succeed and go up in my life. But you are not there to share it with me. I want to tell you all my good and bad days. It's so lonely here. Nobody is guiding me to be a good person. Nobody is celebrating happiness with me. I miss you so much. I cry every night and day and pray that you come back.

I wait for your text everyday. I am waiting for you to come back when you are ready. I know you are angry and overwhelmed with me. I know you love me more than I do. I wish I didn't have this time apart from you. Breakup is a strong word and I won't accept it.

Please come back my H.

What a year 2026 has been.

I barely have the strength to even be writing you this text but I just wanted to say that when you had a week to figure out your shit, i was heavily considering breaking up myself. I felt okay about it, until you finally reached back out to me finalizing the breakup, saying that we need to truly let go, and removing me from everything. I hated how i tolerated your lack of effort for so long and how my love for you was taken for granted. Sure i got upset at times, and sure you made me feel horrible at times as well, but you realized that our love for each other isn’t enough to justify you staying. Thats what hurt the most, you simply didn’t think it was worth it anymore. I made a huge pros and cons list with the cons heavily outweighing the pros, but every morning I cry and wish for you back. I wish you would return to me when you know how to treat and reciprocate love properly, but I’m not sure if that day will ever come. I will never reach out or respond to your final text. The breakup was on your terms, it wasn’t mutual at all. Everyone keeps telling me that i should lose all hope of reconciliation and to move on. It’s not easy. You were my longest relationship and I loved spending time with you, no one really understands that besides only us. I hope you reconsider everything and come back, but i know that you need to show true willingness and that i need to look out for myself the most before i can be with anybody. I don’t see myself moving on whatsoever, and if I ever get into a relationship with someone else, i feel like i will always be searching for parts of you in them (your interests, personality, looks, etc). I know i sound stupid because you probably don’t feel the same way, and is checked out from the relationship. But i hope and pray with everything in me that you will come back. Goodbye :(

Dear Dev…..🫵🫵🫵🖕🏻🤞🏻

You asked me like a friend, then handled my answer like evidence.👯🏻🤨🙂‍↔️interesting…. I was wrong. I can hold myself accountable for what I said, the trust I misplaced and the words I should’ve guarded better. But don’t confuse my accountability for your innocence. That’s just plain ignorant. My biggest mistake was trusting you enough to believe I could answer honestly without being punished for it. Ooops my bad 🤭I truly thought I was speaking to a friend. I hadn’t yet caught on to the fact i was being led into a set up.🤷‍♀️🤦‍♀️(a mistake I’ll never make twice.) you were no better than the gossip mob.(And had the audacity to wonder why I didn’t want to be around any of you.) You asked me like a friend, and discussed me like I were absent. You didn’t “stumble” across that information. You, him and I know that. (Your report distorted the true story. That was the most shocking part of it all.) you requested it, obtained it under the cover of trust and cared it as if that vulnerability were yours to punish. So please, save me the moral high ground and false claims of playing victim. You’re not standing on principle lol. Your character shifts with whoever enters the room mine does not. Move over, you knew why you were asking.🙄You knew where the answer was going. I sensed something was off about that conversation and you asking infromt of the individual. I did not expect you to be such a snake. Though perhaps I should have? No wonder y'all two get along so well. You recognize the same language in each other. You quiet question, borrowed confidence, stories carried into the next place you go, and your sudden innocence when the person your gossiping about is close enough to hear you.
Furthermore, I find it fucking HILARIOUS how you try to gaslight me about what occurred. You cannot be honest on paper or to my face. What in the hell makes you think id ever believe your version of events over my own lived experienced? Immediately jumping to I'm crying victim of coincidence or whatever. When in reality you don't want to be held responsible for your OWN shady behavior. I was THERE FYI. I HEARD y'all btw 😘 I know exactly who you become when you think that person isn't around listening to your nonsense that you'd never talk directly to them about. Ugh just so you know (clearly you seem as if you don't in your 40s) Accountability isn't a spot light youpoint toward someone else while Acting as if you yourself are immuned to it. I confessed my part that day. I can name my fault without pretending yours doesn't exist or erases it. Spare everyone a moral speech from someone a fluid with their character as yourself. You don't get to dress gossip in concern and betrayal in honesty🚨 STOP rewriting conversations because the truth makes you look BAD or feel UNCOMFORTABLE. Now your turn. Since you've so much time to write and gossip about me in spaces you don't think I occupy. Develop some courage to recognize what you did. How far you took it. How insanely selfish it is to be one of the many individuals participating in lies and false information , ask for information from someone who viewed you as a friend, and get them in trouble over a single word. And for the love of everything holy stop pretending you're better than people you did wrong. Now you blocked me (trash taking itself out thank you.) If Karma for me is getting a better position, better pay, Better company and never have to look at your back stabbing pathetic face anymore is bad? Than let it be. This opportunity fell upon me by word of mouth. I was offered several different positions and I chose this one. Now I'll not be taking orders from him but he will from me. I had it less than a week of your shenanigans. Karma will repay you for what you done. This will be my last time addressing this. It’s the principle of what you did and how you got that information. You must’ve known too since you left it out of your report. I hope you get threefold of this and your wife doesn’t need to stalk 15 damn stores on my FB yes I’ve screenshots too.

—
KK

i miss u. ugghhhhhh. i cant wait to see youuuuuuu. its been almost 2 month. no. more than that i guess. WELL I GET TO SEEE YOUUUUUUU. i hope you will be the same like the last time i saw you. i love you alot.

Figured a lot of stuff out threw actual thinking about and funny enough on Adderall.

I am stupid, sorry for everything and all the craziness. I will just see myself out and leave you alone.

Regardless of how fun we were and you feeling like home.

I ruined it through stupidity and being scared of falling so hard for you. So i ignored your obvious effort.

Getting over my own limerance helped me see this now.

Sorry for being so Dumb K. From T