Ego ends everything.

Between you and me, is ego all we have left?

(This is Phase 3 of my previous work about love phases.)

I expected the world to be cruel, I expected you to be the kindest.
Yet, I was proven wrong.
Turns out…the world was much more kinder than your cruel heart.

There are several phases a person in love goes through.
First, we are so much in love that even the moon felt like your messenger.
Second, we have doubts in our relation but we power through with each other by our side.
But, I never wanted us to get to Phase 3.

As people say, love is fine if there are only 2 in a relation.
In our context, it was the phases.

"Ego doesn’t break hearts—it builds walls where bridges should be, and love quietly walks away."
I tried to overexplain every faults of you to no one but yourself. I tried so hard to convince myself that you were the one for me.

You were supposed to be.

I was ready to fight the storm for you, but you weren’t even willing to acknowledge the storm.

I was given everything I never wanted. But the moment I wanted something, or rather someone like a mad person, I lost it. The loss was too overbearing, it was uncalled, it wasn’t expected, maybe that is what made it more painful than it should’ve been.

Now, for me, love has become nothing but a beautiful word.

At the end, nothing in this world could break up apart but your fragile ego to deem superior.
Now all my heart does is call out your name like a broken record but this time, you who used to fix it aren’t even close enough to hear it.