He was my peace..... until he became my pain 💔

💔 He was my peace… until he became my pain.

I used to think love was enough. That if you give your all, you’ll get the same energy back.

I was wrong.

He came into my life at a time when everything felt heavy. He didn’t just offer love — he offered healing, or so I thought.

His words were soft. His intentions looked pure. He checked on me every morning and prayed with me at night.

I smiled differently because of him.

Slowly, I began to depend on him emotionally. I trusted him with parts of me I never shared with anyone.

And then…

He changed.

The messages slowed. The tone grew colder. He started hiding things — calls he wouldn't answer around me, chats he’d quickly swipe away.

I asked questions. He said I was insecure.

Until I found out the truth.

He had someone else. And not just recently — she’d been there all along.

💔 Everything shattered. I cried. I screamed. I lost sleep. I blamed myself.

But eventually, I stopped crying.

I wiped my tears and remembered who I was before him.

🦋 I am still healing… but I am no longer hurting.

💭 If you’ve ever loved someone who betrayed you, know this:

You are not the fool — they are the one who lost something real.

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