My boyfriend loved me deeply. He was a sweetheart—always attentive, affectionate, the type people call a “simp.” He never made me feel unloved.
But when my birthday came… all I got was a card.
Not because I’m a gold digger. Not because I expect luxury.
But because I expected more from him—especially knowing how much effort he usually puts into everything else.
It wasn’t about money. It was about intention.
So I let him go.
Now people are saying I overreacted…
Am I a bad girlfriend??… well ex-girlfriend now🤣

