Some people wait with hope.
Some people wait with patience.
And some people… wait with their whole heart.I was the last one.
I waited for her longer than I should have. Not because I had nothing else in life, but because I believed in what we had. I believed that maybe one day she would come back, look into my eyes, and remember the love we once shared.I remembered her laugh. The way she used to talk about small things. The way she once said I mattered to her. Those words stayed in my mind, replaying again and again.And deep inside, I believed those words meant something.
Then one day, she came back.But not the way I imagined.There was no warmth in her eyes. No pause in her voice. No sign that she had ever missed me. She spoke to me like I was just another stranger in the world.
Like I was someone she never
Like I never existed in her story.That moment hurt more than the waiting.Because waiting still had hope.But that moment. ....killed it
While I was remembering every little moment, she had already moved on with her life
Maybe she forgot.
Maybe she didn’t care.
And even if she walked past me like I never existed…
The love I gave was never fake.
And someday, someone will see that.
Marcello
Some people wait with patience.
And some people… wait with their whole heart.I was the last one.
I waited for her longer than I should have. Not because I had nothing else in life, but because I believed in what we had. I believed that maybe one day she would come back, look into my eyes, and remember the love we once shared.I remembered her laugh. The way she used to talk about small things. The way she once said I mattered to her. Those words stayed in my mind, replaying again and again.And deep inside, I believed those words meant something.
Then one day, she came back.But not the way I imagined.There was no warmth in her eyes. No pause in her voice. No sign that she had ever missed me. She spoke to me like I was just another stranger in the world.
Like I was someone she never
Like I never existed in her story.That moment hurt more than the waiting.Because waiting still had hope.But that moment. ....killed it
While I was remembering every little moment, she had already moved on with her life
Maybe she forgot.
Maybe she didn’t care.
And even if she walked past me like I never existed…
The love I gave was never fake.
And someday, someone will see that.
Marcello

