I’m Fucking Done With Your Fake Love

Why is it so tough these days to find genuine relationships? Just straightforward commitment and loyalty. No unwanted vulgar pictures, no ghosting, and no juggling multiple dating app profiles.

It’s not like I’m asking for the moon. I’ve let go of those movie-style love stories that feel like magic. I’ve given up on the kind of romance where everything clicks into place.

At this stage, I’m just looking for someone to love me as much as I love them. Someone who cares about me as deeply as I care about them.

I’m over these half-hearted relationships.

Nothing in life should be halfway, especially not love. We’re not here to be loved only occasionally; we deserve to be loved every moment and beyond.

We deserve to be loved at our worst, not just at our best. Just like we’re ready to love someone fully, they should be ready to love us too.

I’m done with players, cheaters, and jerks.

It’s all the same, really. Someone not ready to commit to one person is just immature. And if it’s all about fun, one-night stands, and nothing serious, that’s fine.

But being strung along by someone who knew from the start they wouldn’t commit but still led you on? That’s just cruel. Playing with someone’s emotions is a terrible thing to do.

I’m done with emotionally unavailable men.

It’s like loving a brick wall. You give it your all, pour your heart out, but get nothing in return. No reaction, no emotions. Nothing.

It feels like you’re screaming at them, baring your soul, but all you hear is the echo of your own words. The pain in your own voice surrounds you, drains you, and destroys you. And still, no response from them.

And I’m so over you.

Over your fake love.

Over your empty promises and meaningless words.

I deserve more than hoping you’ll change, more than hoping you’ll see how lucky you are. Because damn it, I’m worth it.

All of it. I deserve more than people who take pieces of me away. I deserve more than seeing someone walk away from me.

I deserve love. I deserve loyalty. I deserve answers when things go wrong. I’m so done with searching for answers alone, done with doubting myself because someone can’t love me. So tired of blaming myself when people leave.

I’m done with whatever this was because it sure wasn’t love.

Maybe you thought it qualified if you said it did. Maybe you thought occasional compliments about my body were enough to make me feel wanted.

But that’s not love.

It means nothing if you’re texting me while you’re with someone else. It means nothing if you’re trying to comfort me when you’re the one causing the pain.

You caused my heartache. Saying you love me means nothing if you never showed it.

Words are all you have.

Actions aren’t your strong suit.

And I deserve the real thing. I deserve someone who respects me and my feelings. I deserve someone who will stand by me. Not someone who worships the ground I walk on or fights my battles for me.

I just need someone who will be there, who will kiss me and tell me I’ve got this. Who will hug me and make me feel loved. I don’t need empty promises and words. I just need to feel it.

I don’t need pampering, just respect. And I don’t need another player in my life. I need a real man.

But until then, I’m going to love myself the best way I can. At least I’ll know it’s genuine.