See, the narcissist thought you were replaceable—cute mistake. They ran out and grabbed the next shiny toy: someone easier to manage, someone who claps on cue, smiles on schedule, and never asks inconvenient little questions like, “Is that really true?” And sure, on paper, the new supply might be quieter, prettier, more compliant. But here’s what they can’t replicate: how you made them feel.
You didn’t just give attention; you gave presence—real presence, the kind that doesn’t flinch when the masks fall off. You saw them—not because they earned it, but because your soul has this rare, wild gift that reaches straight past the performance and into the person underneath—the part they hide from the world, hell, the part they hide from themselves. You listened between the words, picked up on silence like it was a language. You didn’t demand, you didn’t rush, you didn’t play pretend; you simply felt. And they felt seen for the first time in God knows how long. They weren’t performing; they were just there—real human. And it scared them half to death.
Because here’s the thing: they didn’t just like the way you made them feel; they needed it. But then they broke it. And now, now they chase that high. They scroll through your memories, watch your life from the sidelines, haunted by the ghost of your presence, trying to bottle a lightning strike they shattered with their own damn hands. They’re still looking for you and everyone else, but people like you don’t happen twice.
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Number Three: They Mocked Your Sensitivity but Quietly Needed It
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