The Dark Heart of Narcissists
Their Cowardice and Their Silence
I will never understand the cold, unfeeling, cruelty of your lies and manipulation.
To be so calculated and dishonest to the person, who you knew loved you so completely, who loved you honestly.
I understand falling out of love. I understand not feeling the same or wanting to move on. I understand the detachment.
It is the cowardice and your betrayal and the inability to tell me how you felt. It is the silence and disregard and the gaslighting to make me believe you cared, when you no longer cared for me as a human or cared I loved you or cared about my feelings.
To blame me, when it was you who had no emotion and lost all feeling. I was there for you always, and I tried and tried and tried and you stopped.
Tossed me aside as if nothing we shared mattered. Nothing you asked me to believe in made any difference, when I believed in you 100% and would have followed you through hell.
Instead… you abandoned me… and left me to walk through hell alone.

The mental and emotional damage you left behind will take years to repair, and none of that matters to you. Tearing someone you once claimed to love down to raw nerves and bones, was just a joke for you to laugh about with your friends. A game to play to prove your superiorty and to hold power over someone and to prove how weak I was to love you with all my heart.
Why would you intentionally destroy someone, with such darkness, hate and pain? And why would you expect that person to walk away and accept that loss with no heartbreak, no fight, and no resolution.
I begged for communication and peace and was only met with complete disregard for any love that we ever shared.
I will never understand, and you will never have the courage to sit with me to end the pain or suffering I have felt at your hands.
How do you justify the cruelty of your silence and the lies and manipulation?
When did the resentment for everything about me creep into what you asked me to believe and what we shared?
When did the love end and the hate begin?
And how do you justify hiding it all and offering hope when there was no hope of saving the relationship?
How did your detachment of your love become my fault when you decided you no longer wanted us?
This was all your choice. Not mine.
I chose to fight for something. You chose to walk away.
And you chose the cruelest and the most heartless way to gain what you wanted, with silence and the emotional destruction of who I was so you could walk away and blame me for it all.
What is your justification for the cruelty you showed the person you once loved?





