When Love Exists, But Still Hurts

When Love Exists, But Still Hurts

If you love someone — anyone — in any relationship… and yet feel hurt, this is for you.

There was a girl named Jia.

She loved her sister-like friend Monali deeply.

Not loudly. Not dramatically.

Just quietly, consistently, with her whole heart.

Monali was a good human being.

Kind. Caring. Present — in her own way.

Jia loved pasta.

And Monali, knowing this, would bring different vegetables for her.

Fresh ones. Thoughtfully chosen.

So Jia could make her favourite dish.

To anyone watching from outside, this looked like love.

But what Jia secretly longed for was something simpler.

One day… just one day… she wished Monali would stay back.

That they would cook together.

That they would sit, eat, laugh — share the moment.

Years passed.

Five years of deep bonding.

Countless conversations. Shared silences.

Unspoken expectations. But that day never came.

Not because Monali meant to hurt her.

She didn’t.

For Monali, love was about being present in moments — not necessarily walking the journey alongside.

And then one day, something shifted inside Jia.

Quietly. Without drama. She went out.

Bought the vegetables herself.

Came home. Cooked the pasta alone.

And that day…it tasted better than ever.

Because for the first time, she wasn’t waiting. She wasn’t hoping.

She wasn’t holding space for someone else to arrive.

She chose herself. 

She realised something powerful:

Sometimes love doesn’t fail us.

Sometimes we just expect it to arrive in a form it never promised.

And healing begins the day we stop waiting for someone else to show up…

and start showing up for ourselves.