The Man I Loved

I can't believe what I've just witnessed. I feel betrayed, violated, and utterly lost. It all started with that innocent email. The words, the tone, the emojis—they were loaded with a meaning I wasn't supposed to see. All of a sudden, my world crumbled before my eyes.
 
I confronted you. Tears blurring my vision. My voice was trembling with disbelief. But all I got were lies, excuses, and accusations. You turned it around on me, made me feel like I was the one who was wrong. You insisted that they weren't meant for me. Just a silly mistake. But the way you evaded my questions... it screams guilt. 
 
I feel like a fool. How could I have been so blind? How could I have missed the signs? Now, I'm left to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart, unsure if they can ever be put back together.
 
You threw your phone at me. But I saw it—the hurried backspaces, the frantic attempts to cover your tracks.
 
Days turned into sleepless nights; this dagger pierced my heart. The man I loved is hiding something from me. I begged you to show me the truth, to prove that my doubts were unfounded. But you refused. And the pain is unbearable.
 
I can't believe this is happening. My heart is pounding, my head is spinning. I feel like I'm losing my mind. How could you do this to me? After all we've been through. My heart, my soul, I gave to you. We built a life together; we shared dreams; we had plans. And now this deception's tearing me apart. You've broken something precious, and I don't know if it can ever be fixed. I just want to curl up in a ball and disappear to escape this nightmare.

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