Dear Diar, Sometimes people walk into our lives with warmth in their eyes and interest in their voice. They make us feel seen, appreciated, even a little special. He did that. He showed interest first, he approached me, he opened the door to a connection. And for a moment, I believed it meant something real.
But months later, when our paths crossed again, he acted as if nothing had ever happened, like the moment we shared had faded from his memory. That change hit me harder than I expected. It felt like he forgot the connection I thought we both felt.
Yet today, I choose not to blame myself. His mixed signals are his responsibility, not mine. I won’t accept the bare minimum, someone who shows interest only when it’s easy, then disappears when it requires effort. I love myself enough to know that an unclear “yes” from him is simply a clear “no” for me.
I deserve presence, not confusion. I deserve consistency, not temporary attention.
And I choose to protect my heart, even from the people who once made it feel warm.