Last night, I messaged her, told her I love her, and said that I want to marry her. Since she’s planning to move to be with her boyfriend, I think it’s a “no.”
I am a good person, she’s a good person, and she knows I have only had good intentions and that I love her. For 13 months I have been trying my best with dealing with this situation. I have been loving, honest, open, sincere, and committed. I don’t deserve to be treated the way I am; I made mistakes, but she knows the truth behind them, and I have been hurting for so long.
I love Styna still. Yet when heartbreak and pain go unanswered, and nothing I feel, say, or do matters to the person I love, that is not right. Every day I’m in pain. Now I feel the way my heart has been handled isn’t right. My love deserves more than it has received, and it should be treated with as much passion and respect that I have for it. My love is real, my pain is real. If she won’t treat me with care, then she doesn’t care.