I had a conversation with a friend And she said

"My ex wasn't the problem, I was. I was the one who couldn't keep my promises, who couldn't resist the temptation of another's touch. I was the one who lied, who cheated, who broke the trust that he had so willingly given me. And yet, despite all my infidelities, he still loved me. He still wanted to hold me, to kiss me, to wake up every morning with me by his side.

But I couldn't shake off the guilt that had been eating away at me. I couldn't bear the thought of facing him every day, of looking into his eyes and knowing that I had betrayed him again and again. I couldn't keep pretending that everything was fine, that our love was still pure and true.

So I ended it. I walked away from the only man who had ever truly loved me, because I knew that I didn't deserve him. I didn't deserve his love, his trust, his forgiveness. I was a mess, a tangled web of deceit and shame, and I knew that I needed to let him go.

But even now, I know that he still loves me. I can feel it, even from afar. And it breaks my heart, because I know that I will never find another love like his. I will never find another man who will love me so unconditionally, so completely. But I know that I don't deserve it. I know that I need to let him go, to set him free from the relationship."

~Anonymous~

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