There’s no room for her in my life, and there never will be
I once truly loved…
Today, I’ve decided to share my story.
I’m not seeking sympathy or understanding.
I don’t expect any support.
I just want to release all the pain that’s been building up inside me for far too long.
I loved.
I loved in a way that I doubt I’ll ever be able to again.
I loved purely, deeply, genuinely.
I trusted.
I believed that the person beside me was someone who would never betray me.
But once again, life let me down.
She entered my life unexpectedly and quickly became its purpose.
Four years ago, I met Kate.
It was by chance—a coincidence, just one day, just one conversation.
But I felt she wasn’t merely a passerby in my life’s journey.
We grew close swiftly, and within a few months, I left my old life behind and moved to her town.
Both of us had gone through divorces.
Both of us had endured the pain of betrayal.
Both of us just sought happiness.
I thought I’d found it with her.
I was certain she was my soulmate.
But then…
Then something happened, something I couldn’t have foreseen even in my darkest nightmares.
When the past returns, the present crumbles
We went to the seaside.
Our first trip together, just the two of us.
I was overjoyed.
But unexpectedly, they re-entered her life.
Her ex-husband.
Her daughter.
And a granddaughter I hadn’t known existed.
How did they end up in the same town?
Who called whom first?
Who reached out to whom?
I still don’t know.
But when I saw the way she looked at him, and how he seemed so elated, I realized—I had lost.
I gave them time to be alone.
I took a walk, didn’t intrude.
But when I returned, everything became clear to me.
She looked at him as if all those years apart had meant nothing.
As if they hadn’t divorced or hurt each other.
As if I had never existed.
She left. Just left.
That evening, she barely spoke.
The next morning, she packed her things.
“I need to leave for a couple of days…”
And she never came back.
I called.
She didn’t answer.
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 come back. But it was too late.
Two weeks passed.
I had almost come to terms with her being gone.
And then she called.
“I was wrong.”
“I thought I still had feelings for him. But I’ve realized I don’t. It’s just the past.”
“I love you.”
“Let’s start over.”
I was silent.
Then I just hung up the phone.
Because some things cannot be forgiven.
There’s no room for her in my life anymore
She left.
And it proved she wasn’t who I thought she was.
I don’t want to go through that again.
I don’t want to be someone’s backup plan.
I don’t want to fear her running away again.
It hurts to be alone.
But it hurts even more to be with someone who’s already betrayed me.
I don’t know if I’ll find love again.
But I’m sure of one thing:
There’s no room for her in my life anymore. And there never will be.
