Do you realize how many times you’ve begged just to be loved?

How many times have you shoved yourself aside, humiliated yourself, just to be picked again?

Fool. Fooled once, tricked, and yet you crawled back, as if desperation could erase the past.

Do you see how many times you’ve been thrown out during fights, only to return with empty apologies, hoping for a miracle?

Pathetic. You know you aren’t loved, and yet you spin in this cycle, pretending it doesn’t matter.

Why do you keep letting your heart blind you, when your mind screams warnings you refuse to hear?

Do you not feel the weight of your own choices? The exhaustion of giving too much to those who will never give enough in return?

How many pieces of yourself have you left on the floor, hoping someone would notice, hoping someone would care?

Foolish heart. You worship illusions while reality stands at the door, knocking, ignored.

Have you ever stopped to wonder why you return? Is it love, or the fear of being alone?

You call it hope, but it smells like obsession, like the faint stench of your own weakness.

Do you not see the pattern, the destruction you invite with every desperate step?

How long will you allow yourself to be used, tossed aside, only to beg again?

Do you even recognize the version of yourself that hides behind these repeated mistakes?

Love is freely given… but don’t give it all away. Save some for yourself.

Shame can be embarrassing, but so can losing your self-respect. Do you know the difference?

Learn it. Learn when to give, and when to protect what is yours.

You chase acceptance, but what you find is emptiness, hollow echoes of affection that were never real.

Stop pretending it doesn’t matter. Stop giving yourself away to those who won’t fight for you. Protect yourself. Stand. Be more than the cycle.

Do you hear it? Your own mind, screaming through the chaos your heart creates. Are you listening yet?