There’s no room for her in my life, and there never will be.
I truly loved…
Today, I’ve decided to share my story.
I’m not seeking sympathy or understanding.
I’m not looking for support.
I just want to release all the pain that has been building up inside me for far too long.
I loved.
I loved in a way that I might never experience again.
I loved purely, earnestly, deeply.
I trusted.
I believed in the person beside me who wouldn’t betray me.
But once again, life let me down.
She entered my life suddenly, but quickly became its purpose.
Four years ago, I met Kate.
It happened by chance — just a coincidence, just one day, just one conversation.
But I felt she was more than just a passerby in my destiny.
We quickly grew close, and within a couple of months, I left my usual life, moved to her town.
We both had gone through divorces.
Both had felt the pain of betrayal.
Both simply wanted happiness.
I thought I’d found it with her.
I was sure she was my other half.
But then…
Then something happened that I couldn’t have foreseen even in nightmares.
When the past returns, the present falls apart
We went to the seaside.
For the first time, it was just the two of us.
I was happy.
But suddenly, they reappeared in her life.
The ex-husband.
The daughter.
And a granddaughter, whose existence I didn’t even know of.
How did it happen that they ended up in the same town?
Who called whom first?
Who found whom?
I still don’t know.
But when I saw how she looked at him, and how he melted with joy, I realized — I had lost.
I gave them time alone.
I went for a walk, didn’t intrude.
But when I returned, everything became clear to me.
She looked at him as though all those years apart didn’t matter.
As if they hadn’t divorced, hadn’t hurt each other.
As if I had never existed.
She left. Just walked away.
That evening she barely spoke.
The next morning she packed her things.
“I need to go away for a couple of days…”
And she never returned.
I called.
She wouldn’t pick up the phone.
And when she did, she said:
“I need to think. Don’t pressure me.”
I didn’t pressure her.
But I knew:
She hadn’t chosen me.
She tried to return. But it was too late.
Two weeks passed.
I had almost come to terms with the fact that she was no longer mine.
And suddenly she called.
“I was wrong.”
“I thought I still had feelings for him. But I realized, I don’t. It’s just the past.”
“I love you.”
“Let’s start over.”
I was silent.
Then I just hung up.
Because some things can’t be forgiven.
There’s no room for her in my life anymore
She left.
And by doing so, she proved she wasn’t who I thought she was.
I don’t want to go through this again.
I don’t want to be a backup option.
I don’t want to fear that she’ll run away again.
It hurts to be alone.
But it’s unbearably more painful to be with someone who has already betrayed.
I don’t know if I’ll ever find love again.
But I know one thing for sure:
There’s no room for her in my life anymore. And there never will be.
