No More Fairytales

People say physical attraction comes first before anything else.

I used to want to prove the world wrong. I wanted to believe that, in some cases, true love really does exist.

Will I ever be able to prove it? Maybe. Maybe not.

And honestly, if I fail, that's okay. Failure teaches us. Learning gives us wisdom.

I've reached a point where I'm ready to be happy, even if I'm alone.

I no longer expect anyone to stay. Although I was once confused by the time, effort, and attention someone gave me, I've learned to simply let it go.

There was this man...

Someone I used to spend time with.

He was funny, witty, creative, and talented. I had known him for years, but I never imagined we'd become that close.

Then one day, he finally confessed how he really felt.

Ironically, all I could do was laugh.

Because it seemed that every man who came into my life wanted the same thing—to score.

Can you really blame me for not believing anymore?

Can you blame me for doubting words that once became the reason behind my broken heart and shattered dreams?

Whether the truth was kept secret or spoken aloud, the ending always felt the same.

It hurt.

It hurt enough that I never wanted to go through it again.

And then there was you.

With you, I never knew what was real and what was another lie.

Because, honestly, I found you to be dishonest.

So I asked myself...

What would I really gain from loving you?

Yes, you're handsome.

You're talented.

You made me laugh.

You listened to me.

You talked to me.

And maybe... I felt the same way you said you felt about me.

But someone else had done all of those things before.

None of those things could feed me.

Once upon a time, I believed that love could conquer everything.

I was wrong.

Love alone wasn't enough to build the life I dreamed of.

Reality taught me that feelings without commitment are just empty promises.

Maybe not every man is the same.

Maybe there are still those willing to sacrifice, to stay, and to choose love despite the risks.

But my experiences taught me that fear often speaks louder than love.

Sometimes, what we mistake for love is nothing more than desire.

And that's the hardest lesson I've ever had to learn.

I'm sorry.

Not because I stopped believing in fairy tales...

But because life taught me to believe in actions more than words.