Life is hard and as much as I want to deny this simple fact, I must come to face it.

I was once in love with a man who was, at the time, an amazing person both inside and out.

He loved me hard, and although I loved him I know he loved me a little bit more than I did.

But that is one thing I was never willing to admit at the time.

As of lately, I think I know and can whole-heartedly admit that the love he has for me that is insurmountable.

I knew at one point I was not willing to leave him because of one simple fact.

As much as I portray all the confidence and security in the world, there is one thing.

One little thing that keeps me by his side.

I know how much he loves me and I’m not exactly sure I will find someone who will love me as much as he does.

Sad to say, but this is definitely the truth.

But in the depths of my heart, I absolutely have complete faith that I will find someone who will love me more than he does.

Why do I say that?

This is because there are things that I know about this man that no one else does.

Things that make the relationship we have together not at all relevant or worth it at all.

Sad to say, but this is definitely the truth.

Although this is looking more like a diary entry, it has a flow in my head that is deeper than that.

More sing-song(y) and rhythmic.

The love of my life can no longer be described as that to me.

I am talking about a man that I once cherished more than anything.

My love has without a doubt faded, but I’m afraid to “hurt” him.

He makes it seem as if he doesn’t care, but I know he does.

My problem is I care way less than he thinks I do.

Sad to say but this is definitely the truth.