LOVE, EMOTIONS AND MEMORIES

Love Fades

There once lived a woman who had fought through the storms of her own life. She carried her struggles with courage, and though she often felt the sharp sting of loneliness even in a crowded room, she never stopped hoping for the love she had always dreamed of.

Through patience and resilience, she built herself up, stronger than ever before. She wore her solitude-like armor, proud of the peace she had finally achieved. She believed nothing could shake her again. But life had other plans.

One day, a man appeared—gentle in words, warm in gestures. To her, he seemed like the one sent by fate itself. He made her feel cherished, valued, and adored. For the first time in years, she thought her silent wish had come true.

Days turned into months. His affection wrapped around her like a comforting spell. She trusted him. She believed in him. Yet, behind his charm, a shadow lurked. Subtle signs of change slipped by unnoticed, for her heart was too busy rejoicing.

And then, without warning, the mask fell.

One morning, he vanished—leaving behind nothing but a text. In an instant, the world she thought she had regained collapsed into silence. She was shattered, dragged back into a pit of sorrow she had fought so hard to escape. Sleepless nights followed, and questions tormented her soul.

When she finally demanded answers, his reply came cloaked in empty wisdom: “I fear society. I achieved what I wanted. I got a friend. Now my heart seeks a saintly life.”

His words made her smile—not with joy, but with realization.

“How can one claim sainthood after crushing the heart of another? How can someone disguise betrayal as philosophy?” she thought.

At that moment, a deeper truth awakened within her.

She whispered to life:
“Thank you for one more lesson. True love begins with myself. I will never again search for wholeness in someone else’s shadow. I will not settle for anything that plays with my emotions.  

From today, I rise again stronger, wiser, and unshaken.”

And so, she walked forward—not with bitterness, but with the light of self-love guiding her path.