It hurts the most when the person who made you feel so special yesterday makes you feel so unwanted today.
She carries the weight of sadness within her, a heavy cloak that drapes over her fragile heart.
Love, once a beacon of warmth, now feels like a distant memory. He, the architect of her emotions, wove intricate patterns of affection around her, making her feel cherished.
But then, with a cruel twist of fate, he withdrew. The same hands that once held her close now push her away, leaving her feeling like an unwelcome guest in her own emotions.
She knows this pain intimately: it hurts the most when the person who made you feel so special yesterday makes you feel so unwanted today. 🖤