09/08/2025
Imagine losing a woman who doesn’t sleep around… doesn’t chase attention… doesn’t move recklessly just to feel something. A woman who’s not out every weekend trying to escape her reality, because she’s already built peace within herself.
A woman who works hard for everything she has, who wakes up every day with discipline, purpose, and drive. A woman who communicates openly, clearly, and respectfully… who’s not into mind games or manipulation, because her love is real, intentional, and rare.
She knows her worth, not because someone told her, but because she fought hard to find herself after being broken. And despite everything she’s been through, she still chooses softness, still chooses loyalty, still chooses love. And of all the people she could have chosen… she wanted you.
She gave you exclusivity in a world full of options. She gave you honesty when most only offer convenience. She gave you stability, comfort, and love in its purest form. And if you fumbled that… if you made her feel like she wasn’t enough, like she had to compete or beg for your attention… then that’s not just a mistake. That’s a tragedy.
Because one day, when the noise fades and the faces blur, you’ll remember her. You’ll remember the woman who didn’t ask for much except consistency. The one who saw the best in you even when you didn’t. And by then, she’ll be long gone… choosing herself the way you couldn’t choose her.
Embarrassing isn’t even the word. That’s called regret. And it doesn’t go away.
