She was a very possessive girl, but not toxic. She didn't like it when her partner gave importance to others(girls) and she got jealous easily. However, her jealousy stemmed not from a lack of trust, but from a deep-seated fear of losing him. She was terrified that someone might steal him away from her.
Whenever she felt this way, he would comfort her, wrapping his arms around her tightly to reassure her. She would laugh and hug him back, feeling safe in his presence. He was her rock, her home, and the thought of losing him was unbearable.
But slowly, his affection began to fade. He no longer hugged her when she cried or got jealous; instead, he would shout at her for being dramatic and fight with her. She would clench up whenever he raised his voice, but she would wipe away her tears and hug him, hoping to make things right.
As time went on, he grew increasingly annoyed with her. She thought it might be her fault, so she tried to do everything he asked, even when it went against her own desires. Her fear of losing him kept her silent and compliant.
What she didn't know was that the person she was sacrificing her happiness for had already moved on to someone else. While she cried herself to sleep, nostalgic for their old memories, he was busy creating new ones with another person.
The pain of this realization was crushing. Only she, the nights, and her pillow knew the depth of her emotions. She chose to remain silent and walk away, knowing that when the person she loved the most couldn't be hers, nobody else could either!!
Whenever she felt this way, he would comfort her, wrapping his arms around her tightly to reassure her. She would laugh and hug him back, feeling safe in his presence. He was her rock, her home, and the thought of losing him was unbearable.
But slowly, his affection began to fade. He no longer hugged her when she cried or got jealous; instead, he would shout at her for being dramatic and fight with her. She would clench up whenever he raised his voice, but she would wipe away her tears and hug him, hoping to make things right.
As time went on, he grew increasingly annoyed with her. She thought it might be her fault, so she tried to do everything he asked, even when it went against her own desires. Her fear of losing him kept her silent and compliant.
What she didn't know was that the person she was sacrificing her happiness for had already moved on to someone else. While she cried herself to sleep, nostalgic for their old memories, he was busy creating new ones with another person.
The pain of this realization was crushing. Only she, the nights, and her pillow knew the depth of her emotions. She chose to remain silent and walk away, knowing that when the person she loved the most couldn't be hers, nobody else could either!!