Not just a promise,
You broke my trust.
Not just my heart,
But my spirit too.
Not just my memories,
You made me forget everything else.
Not just tears,
You stole my ability to smile fully.
Not just my peace,
You took away my sleep.
Not just me,
You made me believe I could never be loved,
Made me question my worth,
Made me doubt everyone who cares.
And yet…
It was all my fault,
For opening the window to shatter my already broken home.
How could I blame you?
You taught me.
What real love feels like,
what real care feels like,
what real understanding feels like,
what being truly one feels like.
You taught me, by not giving any of that...
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Author:
Antra Sharma (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 1st, 2026 13:26
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Comments5
Wow!! The trials of this life often show us the promise of better things that may yet come. Powerful piece!
Thank youuuuuu
You are most welcome!
A hard look at what deprivation can teach. Well written
Thank you
You are most welcome
Some learn the hard way, that manipulation is a slow fuse burning.
Bet you feel a lot stronger now.
Yess I do
Oof, antra.coree. That last turn got me. Sometimes the ugliest relationships teach us something valuable purely by showing us, with astonishing thoroughness, what love absolutely is not. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Yess I'm glad you liked it! Keep reading
Wow. Beautiful work 👌👌
Thank you 🙏🏻 keep reading
for sure - keep them coming..
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