Hey there, lovely readers! It’s your girl Tina, back again with a heavy heart and a lighter spirit. Grab a snack, maybe some popcorn, and let’s dive into the emotional rollercoaster that is my life. Spoiler alert: It’s a wild ride, and I promise you’ll relate… at least a little.

So, thinking back on our last conversation, I can’t help but wonder: could things have been easier? I mean, really, if we had just taken a step back and not tried to play the “cool kid” game, maybe we wouldn’t be in this mess. But who am I kidding? I’ve always been more of a “let’s throw caution to the wind and see what happens” kind of gal.

You know that feeling when you say something that’s just a tad “out of pocket”? Yeah, that was me. I was trying to throw it all away like a bad takeout order, but deep down, I was just trying to lock it all in before you cut me off. Ah, the joys of love and heartbreak! I cut off all my options like an overzealous gardener with a pair of shears, and guess what? You’re still on my mind like that one catchy song you can’t get out of your head.

Looking back, everything was so complicated. I loved you more than I loved myself, which, let’s be honest, is a recipe for disaster. Toxic love is like that comfortable old sweater: it feels good until you realize it’s full of holes and smells like regret. I built you up, only to watch you walk away, and I gave you all my sweat, tears, and maybe a bit of my sanity. Yet, somehow, you still managed to ghost me like a bad horror movie.

We both agreed to leave it all alone, but moving on? Oh boy, that was tougher than I anticipated. I tried to convince myself that the love was gone, but spoiler alert: I lied! You give me that feeling, you know? The kind where you’re simultaneously healing and falling apart. It’s like trying to fix a flat tire while driving on the freeway—just not safe, my friends.

And those memories? They hit me like a freight train, bringing all sorts of confrontations. The love I have for you could fill a whole nation! Okay, maybe not a whole nation, but definitely a small country—or at least a cozy neighborhood. You showed me what “fly” really meant, but I guess you thought my vibes needed an upgrade. Thanks for the unsolicited advice, but I’m still trying to figure out how to use the user manual of my own life!

I trusted you so much that I gave you a part of me. And what did you do with it? You acted childish, as if we were still in high school, and we both know that’s not a good look for anyone over the age of 25. I thought we graduated from that drama, but apparently, I was mistaken.

Now, reminiscing about those times when I had to beg for your love while you were MIA, well, it’s like trying to remember the last time I had a decent night’s sleep—fuzzy at best. All I wanted was your attention, but you were too busy chasing after a revolving door of women. I guess I missed the memo on that one! Lesson learned: never invest too much in someone who treats love like a part-time job.

So, I walked away. Was it worth losing my love? I think about it night and day, and let me tell you, my nights got complicated faster than a soap opera plot twist. I can’t even recall when my mornings became so faded, but here we are. Maybe this is karma’s definition of “jaded.” One minute, I’m glowing; the next, I’m tripping over my own emotions.

I just wanted a “lover boy,” but instead, I got a heartache. I wish you’d seen my worth before you lost me because, honey, I’m not coming back. I gave you everything, and you tore me apart like a kid with a piñata. Now you want to make it up? Sorry, my friend, but it’s too late for a redo.

You hit me like a bomb, and I definitely didn’t see that coming. It felt like a bad investment, and I loved you even when you rejected me. What a waste of time! Now I’ve learned my lesson: never place anyone above me.

Fast forward to my new life, and guess what? I’ve got a new man, and he’s ready to take your spot! Should’ve held me down because now you’re watching from afar. He doesn’t waste time; he’s busy protecting my heart, mind, soul, and yes, even my body. While you’re out there playing games, I’m enjoying a penthouse view. Hope you see what you’re missing!

I used to be curious about your new life, but now it’s hard for me to care. I remember when I was desperate for your company, but you made me work for it way too hard. Now? Nah, I don’t want it anymore. You said “forever,” but I guess that was just a line.

When it got dark, I gave you the light to see with. We were supposed to be a team, but honestly, I was wrong. Despite your flaws, I loved you regardless, and I even packed away your letters. But let me tell you, your words still bleed through like that awful stain on my favorite shirt.

So here I am, reflecting on this whole saga, and I realize that love can be messy, complicated, and downright ridiculous. But hey, it’s all part of this beautiful, chaotic ride we call life. And if you find yourself in a similar situation, just remember: sometimes, it’s okay to walk away.

Until next time, keep your heart open but your standards high. Love ya, mean it! ✌️❤️

-Tina