"I Waited 5 Years While She Dated Others—Then She Finally Chose Me"

 I don’t think anyone can understand the kind of pain I lived with unless they have been in my shoes. For five long years, I watched the woman I loved slip through my fingers again and again.

Her name is Miriam. We met in campus and from the first day I laid eyes on her, I knew she was the one. She was warm, beautiful, and full of life. I treated her like a queen even before we were anything serious. But no matter how much I loved her, she never chose me.

Instead, I became the “safe friend” the man who picked her up when she cried over other men, the one who paid her rent when things were tough, the one who always answered her calls at 2 a.m. when some boyfriend had broken her heart. To read  more click here