Restraints, Regret, and Emotional Breadcrumbing.

The Only Thing He Committed to Was Leaving

He was always moving to New York. I knew that. But I did it anyway. I fell for the charming, slightly posh, emotionally undercooked man who told me I was magic, then vanished like he’d made me up.

He licked the plate clean. Took everything tender and left crumbs. Burned bright, burned brief, and left me picking myself up in the ruins. The last thing he said, as he wiped the tears from my face, was “I’ve never made you this wet before.” And somehow, that was meant to be comforting.

This episode is for the last guy to break my heart. The man who never made a plan but ruined every one I had. The forehead kisser. The king of mixed signals. The kind of man who calls you incredible then treats you like a warm up act.

And for you. Your stories, your spirals, your shared delusions. All the situationships that felt like love until they left you bleeding in the group chat. Because this isn’t dating anymore. It’s heartbreak with good lighting. And some of us are done pretending we’re fine.

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