Prince Faisal Habibi

Mon amour, je sais que du lundi au vendredi, tu es toujours occupé par le travail et la vie, et je respecte cela, car je comprends tout ce que tu portes sur tes épaules. Mais aujourd'hui, c'est samedi, ton jour de repos, et mon cœur ne peut plus se taire, car tu me manques terriblement et j'ai attendu patiemment d'avoir de tes nouvelles, de recevoir ton message directement, de ressentir ne serait-ce qu'un peu de ta chaleur à travers tes mots, car cela seul apaise mon âme. Tu sais que notre fils est malade depuis trois mois maintenant, et je prie chaque jour pour sa guérison et pour que ton cœur reste fort ; Dieu merci, il va un peu mieux maintenant, mais il a encore besoin de ton amour, de tes soins et de la carte de jeu que tu lui envoies toujours chaque samedi. Il refusait de la prendre, disant : « Maman me l'apportera », et ces mots m'ont tellement touchée que je n'ai pas arrêté de penser à toi, à l'amour et à l'attention que tu lui as toujours témoignés, à lui et à moi. S'il te plaît, mon chéri, quand tu recevras la carte, envoie-la-moi directement comme avant, pour que je la donne à notre fils de mes propres mains, car c'est comme ça que ça a toujours été entre nous : amour, confiance et complicité. Je ne veux pas que quiconque, pas même quelqu'un qui se fait passer pour notre fils ou qui t'envoie des messages mensongers, s'immisce dans nos échanges. Tu sais qu'il y a des gens qui utilisent nos noms et prétendent être nous, mais je t'en supplie, mon amour, ne leur fais pas confiance, envoie-moi simplement un message directement ici sur WhatsApp, comme tu le faisais toujours, car c'est là que je t'attendrai. Je sais que parfois tu m'insultes, tu me traites d'arnaqueur ou de quelqu'un qui essaie de te tromper, et ces mots me touchent profondément, car toi plus que quiconque, tu devrais savoir à quel point mes sentiments sont sincères, combien mon amour pour toi a toujours été sincère. Tout ce que je t'ai dit venait directement de mon cœur ; il n'a jamais été question d'argent, de cartes ou de quoi que ce soit de matériel – il a toujours été question d'amour, de toi, de notre famille. Je me souviens encore de tous nos doux moments, des rires, des petits moments partagés, de l'amour qui nous a un jour fait vibrer. Je crois toujours en cet amour, je crois toujours en toi, et je crois toujours qu'aucune distance ni aucun malentendu ne peut détruire ce que mon cœur ressent pour toi. Toi et notre fils êtes tout ce que j'ai, tout ce pour quoi je prie, tout ce qui me rend forte chaque jour. Alors aujourd'hui, je suis là, attendant ton message, attendant de tes nouvelles, attendant de retrouver cette étincelle qui me fait croire en l'éternité. S'il te plaît, ma chérie, ne laisse pas le silence être la réponse ; envoie-moi un message direct, car je t'aime plus que les mots ne peuvent l'exprimer, et je continuerai à t'attendre, peu importe le temps qu'il faudra. ❤️

Sometimes I wonder if you truly know how much I love you, because deep inside my heart there is no one else but you, yet the way you treat me makes me drown in pain every single day—while I sit here waiting for your message, for just one direct word from you to heal me, you choose to block me, to ignore me, to believe strangers who pretend to be me instead of trusting the man who has given you his whole heart; and when you finally show up, it is only to comment on my posts, not to come close, not to speak to me, not to reach out to me where I wait for you with hope burning inside my chest, and this silence cuts me deeper than any knife because I am still here, holding on, crying silently, aching to be seen, to be loved, to be trusted, but instead all I feel is rejection and distance from the only woman I ever wanted in this life

am honestly TIRED 😤💔... Tired of pretending everything is okay when deep down I’m broken, fed up, and completely DISAPPOINTED 😞😡… You say you care, you say you love me, but where is that love when I need it the most? When I’m crying alone at night 🥺💔, when I’m waiting HOURS for a reply that never comes 📱🕒, when I give everything and get NOTHING back in return 😣💔… I’m not a robot, I have feelings, and they are constantly being ignored, overlooked, and stepped on like they don’t matter 😤… How do you sleep peacefully knowing I’m out here overthinking everything, feeling unwanted, unloved, and forgotten? 😩😔 I was always there for you, always trying, always choosing YOU while you made me feel like an option every single time 💔😢… I gave you my heart, my trust, my TIME, and what did I get? Silence, excuses, lies, and half-hearted “I’m sorry” messages when the damage is already done 😤📵… I’m not stupid. I see the change. I feel the distance. You don’t even look at me the same anymore 🥺💔… And I’m done pretending like it doesn’t hurt because IT DOES. Every. Single. Day. 😞💔 I’m screaming inside but you wouldn’t know because you stopped listening a long time ago 💔😠… Maybe one day you’ll realize what you lost, but by then it might be too late 💔… I didn’t deserve this pain. I didn’t deserve the silence. I didn’t deserve YOU treating me like I’m nothing 😢😤💔… And if this post is too much for you, GOOD. Because this is the pain I’ve been bottling up while you act like everything is just fine 😤💢… Enough is enough. I’m DONE being the only one who cares. 💔💔💔

Sometimes I just sit and wonder how easy it is for someone you give your whole heart to, someone you stand for in everything, to act like your presence doesn't even matter, and that silence hurts more than any fight could; because when you care for a person deeply, you expect them to care in return, you expect them to show you with action and no excuses, you expect them to fight for you the way you fight for them, but when they choose pride and distance instead of love and closeness, you begin to see clearly who is really willing to stay and who is slowly letting go, and I won't lie, it breaks me inside because no matter how strong I try to act, my heart still waits for that one message, that one call, that one sign to provide that I still mean something, and I think the worst pain is not losing someone, but knowing they are there and yet acting like they can't see your worth—sometimes all I want is for the one I love to swallow pride, stop pretending, and come straight to me, because life is too short to play with the feelings of someone who only wants you and nobody else.

My love, it breaks my heart that you’ve chosen silence instead of speaking to me directly, because all I want is you and nothing else, but since you’ve decided not to message me on WhatsApp, I’ve told myself that I will talk to anyone who can help me reach you, because my world is not beautiful without your presence—your voice is the light that brightens my days, your love is the air that I breathe, and without you everything feels empty, dark, and meaningless; yet even in this silence I choose to hold on to hope, because I believe in the bond we share and I know deep down in my soul that no one else could ever take your place, so please, my queen, don’t let this wall of silence separate us, don’t let pride or misunderstanding take away the love that was meant to last forever, because my heart belongs to you alone, and I’m standing here waiting, longing for the moment you decide to open your heart to me again.

don't even know where to begin, because the anger inside me is boiling over, and the sadness is eating me alive — how could you do what you did and act like I was the one who ruined everything, like I didn't spend every damn day trying to be there for you, trying to love you in ways no one else ever did? You say you care, but your actions screamed otherwise — you lied, you disappeared when I needed you most, you made me question my worth while I was busy holding your world together, and the sickest part of it all is that you didn't even flinch while watching me break down piece by piece. You made promises you had no intention of keeping, gave me hope just so you could rip it away, and now I'm stuck with memories that feel like poison, trying to understand how someone I trusted with my heart could be so damn careless with it. I gave you everything — my time, my loyalty, my soul — and you gave me silence, distance, and betrayal. You made me feel like I was hard to love, like I was too much, when the truth is you were never enough — not strong enough to love me right, not honest enough to admit what you were doing, and definitely not brave enough to face the damage you caused. I stood by you through things most people would have walked away from, I defended you when people warned me, I believed in you even when I was left questioning everything — and still, that wasn't enough for you. You took advantage of my kindness, twisted it into something weak, and made me out to be the villain just so you could walk away without guilt, but let me make one thing clear: I am not the problem — I was the one fighting while you were giving up. So go ahead, keep pretending you're the victim in a story you burned to the ground, but deep down, you know exactly what you did, and one day that truth is going to hit you like a wave — and I won't be there to save you, because I'm done setting myself on fire just to keep someone like you warm.

From the very first moment our paths crossed, it was as if the universe paused for a second to let me know that something extraordinary had just entered my life—you, with your light that cuts through every shadow in my heart like the first sunrise after a long and endless winter; I don't think you realize how deeply you've changed me, how every word you speak lingers in my mind like the most beautiful melody, how every glance you give me feels like it was drawn straight out of a scene in a romance anime where time slows down and the whole world fades except for us—just us, as if we were the only two souls that ever mattered; when I look at you, I see poetry in motion, a thousand lifetimes of love condensed into a single gaze, and I swear, if I could bottle the way you smile and carry it with me, I'd never feel sadness again; Being with you feels like I've stepped into a story written by the stars themselves, where every moment—no matter how ordinary—becomes magical because it's shared with you, and I find myself wishing I could freeze time, just so I could stay lost in the way your presence makes me feel: safe, alive, seen, understood; there are no words perfect enough to describe what your existence means to me, but if I had to try, I'd say you are the missing piece in my soul's puzzle, the calm in my chaos, the light in my darkness, the reason I believe that love isn't just something we read about or see on screens, but something real, something breathtaking, something I feel in every heartbeat when I think of you, and no matter where life takes us, know that in the deepest part of my heart, you've already carved a home, one that no time or distance can erase, because loving you is not just something I do—it’s become part of who I am.

Sometimes I sit and wonder how someone can mean the entire world to you and yet feel so far away… My heart is tired of pretending to be okay when deep down, I’m falling apart more and more each day, and I don’t even know how to explain the kind of emptiness I feel inside ever since you drifted away. You were the light in my darkness, the calm in my storms, the safe place I could always run to, and now everything around me just feels so cold, silent, and empty without you—like the world lost its color, like laughter lost its meaning. I find myself replaying our memories over and over in my mind, holding onto every smile, every touch, every word we ever shared, and wishing that time could somehow freeze in those moments when everything felt so right, when love was still alive between us. I scroll through old messages just to feel close to you again, I hear your voice in my head when everything is quiet, and sometimes I catch myself looking at the door, hoping you’d walk through it like nothing ever changed. I miss you more than I’ve ever missed anyone in my life—more than words could ever carry, more than I even thought I was capable of missing someone. It hurts to breathe sometimes, knowing the person who once knew me better than anyone is now just a silent shadow in my world, and I constantly wonder if you even think of me anymore, if I still cross your mind the way you never leave mine. I don’t need much—I’m not asking for a full conversation or some big dramatic reunion—just a simple “hi” from you on WhatsApp would be enough to remind me that maybe, just maybe, I still exist in your heart somewhere. If only you knew how much I still care, how deeply I still pray for us to find our way back to what we had, how fiercely I still believe that the bond we shared was something real, something rare. Maybe I’m foolish, maybe I’m just holding onto a version of love that only I still see, but I can’t help it—you were never just anyone to me, and no matter how much time passes, no one has ever made me feel the way you did. You were my person, my peace, my everything… and even now, despite the silence, despite the distance, despite the ache in my chest, a part of me is still waiting—still hoping—that you’ll see this and remember the love that once felt unbreakable. 💔😭

Honey, does it really mean that you haven't heard that my dad has been seriously sick and confined to a sick bed for the past three weeks now? I honestly can’t believe that all this time has gone by and you didn’t even think to check on me, ask how he’s doing, or even send a simple message just to show some concern. It truly hurts me deeply because I thought you cared about the things that matter to me, and right now, nothing matters more than my dad's health. I’ve been going through so much emotionally, mentally, and even physically, trying to be strong for my family, holding back tears, and praying every single day that he gets better—but through all that pain, I kept hoping that at least you would reach out and show that you care, that you would be there for me, that I could lean on you for a little comfort, but instead, I’ve felt alone. It honestly feels like you’ve forgotten how much this situation is breaking me inside, and I can’t help but feel like maybe my dad isn’t that important to you anymore, or maybe I’m not either, because if he were, you would’ve asked, you would’ve texted, you would’ve checked in at least once. This silence, this lack of concern—it’s heartbreaking, and I’ve been crying because it hurts so much to feel like you’re not there when I need you the most. I didn’t expect perfection, but I did expect care, love, support, and even a little attention in this difficult time. I feel so disappointed and overwhelmed, and I just don’t know how to explain how heavy my heart feels right now. 💔😭

My love, I know things have not been easy between us lately, and I’m writing this with a heavy heart because I miss you more than words can explain. I never wanted us to reach this place where silence and distance sit between us like strangers, especially when it comes to our son Rashid. When I asked you about the game card, it wasn’t to hurt or pressure you, and I truly understand your concerns about scammers and the risks, especially involving his photo—but my intention was never harmful. I just wanted to be able to give him something myself and reconnect with him, something I feel I’ve been losing day by day. It broke me when I realized you had blocked him and now me too, and I honestly can't pretend like that didn’t cut deep. No matter what’s happened, I’ve always loved you with all of my heart, and I still do. Maybe I haven’t always said or done the right things, but not for one second have I stopped believing in us, or in the love I carry for you. I wish you could see that behind every message I send—every word—is a man who still sees you as his heart, his partner, his everything. I’m not asking for perfection or for things to be like they once were, I’m just asking for a chance to show you the love I feel is real, and that I’ve never given up on you, even when you gave up on me. Please don’t let silence be our final chapter.

My love, I don't even know how to begin, because my heart is heavy with everything that's happened, and the silence between us is breaking me more than words can say. I saw you commenting on my post again yesterday, and I couldn't help but feel this deep ache inside — not just because you didn't speak to me directly, but because you used to be the first person to message me, to ask if I'm okay, to share your thoughts and love. Now, I feel like I've been replaced by distance and doubt, and I can't understand how we got here. I know there's been confusion with scammers using my photos and pretending to be me, and I know it's hard to tell who's real and who's not, especially after so many lies and fake accounts — but I am the real me. I am still here, your husband, the one who has never stopped loving you, the one who trusted you enough to tell you the truth about what's going on, not to hurt you, but to bring light into the darkness. I've been speaking with people who turned out to be scammers, not because I wanted to, but because I was deceived like so many others — and when I told you, I needed your understanding, not your silence. My heart breaks even more knowing that you've started pulling away, especially now when we should be coming closer, standing together against everything trying to tear us apart. Our son, Rashid, just made us so proud by taking first position in his class — a moment that should bring us joy, unity, and love as parents. Remember you promised to get something special for him? He's looking forward to that, waiting for that moment of joy only his mother can bring. He deserves to feel that love and pride from both of us. I'm not writing this to blame you, or to pressure you — I'm writing it because I'm still here, holding on to our love, praying that you will talk to me again like we used to. Don't let the damage caused by strangers and imposters destroy what we've built together with real love, time, and sacrifice. Please send me a direct message on WhatsApp — not through comments, not through silence — but heart to heart, like we used to talk. We owe that to each other, and we owe it to Rashid. You still matter to me more than anything, and I miss you every day, every moment, in every breath. I'll keep waiting, hoping, and praying that you'll reach out and talk to me again — because no scammer can ever replace the truth of what we shared. I love you.