- Title: The Filter and The Fracture
Sometimes, you meet someone who feels like perfection. You hide the noise, the rush, the problems. You overthink, you doubt, but you stay quiet because you just love them. You hide their flaws, covering them in pretty wrapping paper.
Every coin has two sides, but you choose to see only one. You show that one good side of your person to the world. But when they break you—when they leave—that’s when you realize, as a human, you ignored so much. And now, it leaves you with nothing but sadness, hurt, and this broken feeling.
The Reality of LOVE:
Memories hit differently when you loved. Your own thoughts had painted them perfectly for everyone to see, even as they were hurting you. We decorate. We make up stories. We filter.
Was that wrong? Or was it just love? But why is it so hard to say a necessary goodbye? Some goodbyes are vital for your mental health. We portray our own art of who that person is, but reality hits differently. We only see the good. We filter. We take only the positive.
The truth is, you have to look at both sides. Every action, every effort, is a reflection of the real person who is present. If someone wants you, they show genuine care and respect.
Do we love the person as they are? Or do we love the 50% they showed us, while we imagined the rest? Everyone has the same 24 hours. Some say, “Oops, I’m extremely busy,” while others who are truly busy still find time for the people they value.
When you start talking, showing love, getting attached, building a bond and an emotional connection… it becomes a habit. A pattern. Then the person is gone. Vanished. Your mind gets stuck. The overthinking starts. The unlimited calls, messages, trying from a friend’s phone—”Just one call, let’s figure it out.” But sometimes, the other person just wants their ego to win. The bond is no longer wanted.
It’s not easy to give someone another chance to love you, to date you again. Some people face health issues—anxiety, panic attacks. Some even end their own lives. To trust, to be someone’s, feels scary. Unsafe. Are there still great people in this world?
Are people trophies, or are they just in “symbolic mode”? Maybe they’re just looking for someone honest. Because in the end, core memories hit the hardest. Should I trust this one or not? Is everyone the same, or is everyone different?
Dating, life, patterns… they all shift into a different mode as you age. A new era brings new struggles and added problems.
For impressing purposes, people are nice. Or just for the first few months, they are good. Because after three months, they show you: “Ugh, I don’t have time for you. So busy, life problems, and all.” Then why did you put on that fake affection? Why call someone “special” if you were going to disappear?
Hiding emotions is easier than physical connection. They give you sweet words, then vanish for a long time. And if they don’t have another option, they reconnect with “sorry” and lovely words. This isn’t a game or a reality show. This is life.
Take a stand for the one you love. If you really want them, only then go ahead. If you don’t want them, don’t show fake love or fake promises. People are nice, thinking you’re also a good soul… but you aren’t.
It’s easy to be with someone, but not easy to be with them forever.
Then the truly good souls start doubting themselves: Why am I so good? Why don’t I know how to fake everything? Why am I not able to let go of such things? Why?
They are filled with emotions, anger, heartbreak, a hurt version… because they only expected true love, respect, communication, honesty and loyalty Nothing else.
Maybe this is the most expensive thing in the world.
The Strong Quote:
We fall in love with the 50% they show us and imagine the rest. We wrap their flaws in pretty paper until the day the gift breaks open, and all that’s left is the truth we chose not to see.
These are just my feelings set free onto paper. You are under no obligation to them , or to me. If this finds you and it doesn’t resonate, please simply let it be a forgotten page. No apologies needed—just be happy. This is my way of saying ‘thank you’ for the memory.
