My Girlfriend Got Married for Ten Days and I Wasn’t Aware
And it Broke Me
I never imagined I would find out she got married through a Facebook post. It felt like a punch to the gut — sharp, unexpected, and unbearably painful. I stared at the screen, my mind struggling to make sense of the image before me: her radiant smile, her hand gently entwined with another man’s, the unmistakable sparkle of a wedding ring. She looked happy. Happy without me.
Just last year, we had a heart-to-heart about our future. She was deeply in love with me — I knew that much. But love, as I have painfully come to realize, is not always enough. I had told her honestly that I was not financially ready to start a family. It was not just about money; it was about my conviction as a man. I have always believed that my family should never lack the basics, and until I could provide that, I did not think it was fair to tie her to my uncertainties.
She understood, or at least she tried to. But she also made her concerns known — age was not on her side, and she wanted to settle down. Her words lingered, echoing in my head long after our conversation ended. It was the first time I truly felt I was losing her. My friend, my love, my future.
After that conversation, things were never quite the same. Our communication continued but lost the vibrant spark it once had. Slowly, it dwindled, reducing to occasional check-ins and long periods of silence. We drifted apart, almost imperceptibly, like leaves carried away by a gentle, relentless breeze.
I blame myself for not fighting harder, for not checking in more often, for letting the silence grow. But nothing could have prepared me for the day I came across her wedding post. I was just casually scrolling through Facebook — a platform I barely visit — when the image appeared. I felt my chest tighten, my heart pounding so loudly that it drowned out every other thought. How could she get married without telling me? Not even a call or a message?
Fingers trembling, I switched to WhatsApp and sent her a message, “Congratulations. But it would have been respectful to inform me.” It was a short message, but every word carried the weight of my shattered heart. I stared at the screen, waiting for the blue ticks, hoping for an explanation, but none came.
It hurts to think that the person I once planned my future with has started hers with someone else. I keep replaying our last conversation, wondering if I could have said something different or promised more. Maybe then, I would not be here, struggling to accept this cruel reality.
I was not prepared for this heartbreak, but life rarely asks if you are ready. I lost her without saying goodbye, and the pain is sharper than I ever imagined. Yet, I am learning to let go. To accept that sometimes, love isn’t enough, and timing is a merciless thief.
Maybe one day, I will find peace in the fact that she is happy — even if it is not with me. But today, my heart aches, and my world feels a little emptier without her in it.
