I still don’t understand.
Why do so many people choose to cheat instead of stay loyal?
Why do so many hearts prefer betrayal over honesty?
Do you, the betrayers, know that what you did never really fades?
It lingers — in the quiet hours, in the smallest memories, haunting us long after you’ve gone.
I remember the first time it happened.
I was grieving, barely holding myself together,
and yet the person I loved chose someone else’s arms.
He slept with another woman while I was drowning in loss.
And it didn’t end there.
It happened again — with someone I still love even now,
even though we no longer belong to each other.
He betrayed me too.
I remember every word from his messages with her.
It struck like lightning — sudden, merciless, unforgettable.
To be betrayed twice, one after another,
it tore me apart — not just my heart, but everything inside me.
Sometimes I ask myself,
Why does this keep happening to me?
Is it something I did wrong?
Am I truly not worthy of loyalty?
Betrayal hurts.
But what breaks me the most
is how it replays in my mind over and over again —
every scene, every word,
as if I was the one who was never enough
for anyone to stay.
