We were college students when we met unexpectedly. I wasn't someone who fell in love easily, but when I met him, everything changed. My heart raced whenever he was near. His presence alone made my cheeks flush. Just a simple glance from him could send my world spinning.He had a reputation for being aloof, but there was a warmth to him when he smiled. And that smile? It made my heart skip a beat. I thought I was the only one consumed by these feelings.Then, unexpectedly, he confessed his love for me. After months of courtship, I happily said yes. Everything seemed perfect.He was incredibly sweet. His actions always brought a smile to my face. We did everything typical couples do: dates, monthsaries, anniversaries-even the intimate aspects of a relationship.It was the perfect relationship, or so I thought.Everything changed when we started college. He became distant, neglecting to inform me of his whereabouts. When I eventually found out where he was going, it was always to places where I'd see him with other girls.The pain was unbearable, but I couldn't bring myself to leave him. I was a martyr to our love, or what I thought was love.Eventually, I realized I couldn't continue like this. I had to let go.This experience left an enduring mark on my life.