I was the one

 By Lala Sadii

I was the girl who stood by him during his no job,

no money, no affection, no food, no gifts, no

dates. And I still got completely broken.

Let that be the last time you ever shrink you

options for someone who couldn't see your worth.

She wasn't naive. She was loyal. There's a

difference. She saw potential when he had nothing

and loved him through it anyway -- not because

she had no other choice, but because she

genuinely believed in what they were building

together. She sacrificed comfort, options, and

opportunities that other men would have handed

her without blinking.

And he took every single bit of it. The patience.

The faith. The years. Then left destruction where

devotion used to live.

That's the cruelest kind of heartbreak -- not losing

someone you loved, but discovering that

everything you poured yourself into meant less to

them than it cost you. That your loyalty was never

protection. It was just access.

Here's what nobody tells you though. The woman

who loved him through nothing? She built those

qualities in herself. The strength. The patience.

The faith. He didn't deserve it -- but you didn't

lose it when you lost him.

You kept everything that mattered.

He just lost the one who would have never let him fall.

I was the girl who stood by him during 

his no job, no money, no affection, no

food, no gifts, no dates.

--and I could have walked away and

been with whoever I wanted.

But I stayed because I believed in us.

And I still got completely broken.