Alchemy.Of.Ache

Realizing you were being disrespected the entire relationship gives you a whole new level of closure. 🖤🌻

I really do overplay my part. 🖤🖤
I need to learn to fuzk with ppl the way they fuzk with me.

All of a sudden I don’t want to be loved anymore,
which is weird because that’s all I ever wanted. 🌑✨

Ima check your soul 🤍✨before I ever think to check your pockets
bc money can’t buy what I want. ♥️💯

Some mfs don’t walk into your life to build, they walk in to block & I’ve learned real quick… I rise faster when I move alone.
🖤🖤✨✨🫶🏻
**klove2026 **klove

Women can learn a lot from a man …
put yourself first, have the AUDACITY, keep your roster open and don’t forget to get the money. 💵 😘🫶🏻

You can f**k up a whole bond by lying to a person you could’ve told the truth to. 😐

Love me like my Demond’s do. 🖤😈

That was so pointless… we could’ve just stayed strangers. Frfr

Love Doesn’t Exist 💔💔💔 • Part 1 •

Love doesn’t exist.

Not the kind I believed in
when I still thought loyalty meant something to you.

What exists is me standing in the ruins
of something I swore was real.

Me looking at you now like a stranger
who somehow knows every inch of my heart.

And that part, feels like a sick joke.

Love doesn’t exist.

Because if it did, you wouldn’t have been able to detach from me like I was just a season you outgrew.

You wouldn’t have been able to watch me
trying to hold us together and decide
that letting me struggle alone was easier.

Love doesn’t exist.

What exists is the slow humiliation of realizing I meant more to you in my head
than I ever did in your life.

What exists is memory.

Your voice. Your hands.
The way you once looked at me like I was the only place you wanted to be.

And the confusion of knowing that version of you either died or never existed.

Love doesn’t exist.

Because real love doesn’t evaporate.

Real love doesn’t wake up one day
and decide it’s suddenly indifferent.

But you did.

And that’s the part I still can’t make peace with.

Love doesn’t exist.

But betrayal does.

The quiet kind.

The kind where nobody screams,
nobody throws things, nobody even says goodbye properly.

Just one person slowly becoming colder
while the other one keeps loving like an idiot who doesn’t realize the room is already empty.

And by the time you finally understand
they left, you’re standing there alone
holding a heart that still says their name,

like it hasn’t gotten the message yet.

- Alchemy Of Ache

This heartbreak is killing me. I feel like I got punched in the stomach and wanna throw up. 💔🖤