Love is a beautiful feeling — the kind that can fill a heart with endless joy. But for some, love becomes a painful path, filled with betrayal, silence, and longing. I am one of those people. I am not just a lover. I am a hurt, mad, and loyal lover who still believes in love — even after being broken, even after being left alone.
The Pain Behind My Love
Time tested my emotions. The people I loved, trusted, and gave my soul to — walked away one after another. I was left behind, holding onto fragments of hope and memories. With every loss, I became quieter. But the love in me never died.
I met many "queens" in my life. Each had her own place in my story. One brought dreams, one brought hope, another left a wound. But none of them stayed. Today, all I have are moments and memories that I relive silently.
A Mad Lover's Truth
People often call me a mad lover — and perhaps they are right. I loved fearlessly. I gave without expecting anything in return. I waited, I hoped, and I forgave. Even when I was left behind, I didn’t curse anyone. My heart still beats for love — real love.
I didn’t love with conditions. I loved with soul. I was the kind of person who would rather suffer silently than hurt someone I once called mine. That’s not madness — that’s pure love. A rare kind, that many people today might never understand.
The Silent Battle: Loneliness
Loneliness became my companion. Not because I chose to be alone, but because no one chose to stay. Nights turned longer, days turned dull. But I didn’t let my pain turn into hate. I still believe in love — the kind that is strong, kind, and forever.
Respect for Women — Always
Through all of this, I never stopped respecting women. Whether they stayed in my life or not, I always treated them with care and dignity. Because love is not about possession — it’s about appreciation. Every woman I loved was a queen in my heart, and I hold no bitterness against any of them.
Searching for Long-Term Love
In a world of quick chats and short-term attachments, I still believe in long-term, loyal love. I don't want someone just to pass time with. I want a soulmate — someone who will love my soul, not just my body. Someone who chooses me every day, in every season, through every storm.
I know my past shaped me. The queens I met, the pain I endured — they all made me stronger. Today, I’m more patient, more understanding, and even more capable of loving purely.
Final Words: A Message to the World
To those who are like me — hurt but still hopeful — I say this:
- Don’t give up on love.
- Don’t let the pain change your heart.
- Be proud of your loyalty. Be proud of your soul.
I am a hurt lover.
I am a mad lover.
I am a loyal lover.
And most importantly, I am still a believer in love.
Author: Suprabhat Dhakal
A soul who writes from the wounds, and still waits for the one who understands silence.
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