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gwaine :

How do you let go of something that was never clearly yours to begin with? No labels, no promises, no clear beginning, and somehow no clear ending either, just feelings that grew in the spaces between conversations, in the pauses, in the late night thoughts, and in the little things that slowly started to mean far too much. It’s strange, isn’t it? To hurt this deeply over something that was never officially yours. When people ask what happened, you can’t even explain it properly, because what do you even say? That nothing happened, and somehow that nothing ruined you? That there was never an us, but you still found yourself grieving like there was? That’s the cruelest part about an unlabeled connection, there’s no breakup to point at, no final conversation, no ending anyone else can understand, just a quiet distance that slowly turns into silence. And still, it hurts like losing someone you loved with your whole heart. Maybe even more, because there was never any closure, never any certainty, only unanswered questions and the unbearable weight of what could have been. You keep telling yourself they were never yours, that there was never really an us, that you should move on because there was technically nothing to lose, but your heart doesn’t care about technicalities. It only remembers how they made you feel, how someone who never even knew they were becoming your whole world somehow became the hardest person to live without. So now you’re left grieving memories that were never officially memories, grieving a person who was never truly yours, grieving a love that had no name but somehow took up all the space inside your chest. And maybe that’s why it’s so hard to move on, because how do you heal from a wound no one can see? How do you bury something that never even got the chance to live, when it still feels painfully alive inside you? Maybe that’s the saddest kind of love, the kind that never got the chance to exist, but still left behind the deepest kind of pain.i haven’t move on, i’m just letting you live your life. i might not reach out , but if you ever did i’d reply instantly. i may not say good morning anymore. but you’re always the last thought i have

isabel :

Yan ba yungoriginal?

manRafol :

@gwaine:How do you let go of something that was never clearly yours to begin with? No labels, no promises, no clear beginning, and somehow no clear ending either, just feelings that grew in the spaces between conversations, in the pauses, in the late night thoughts, and in the little things that slowly started to mean far too much. It’s strange, isn’t it? To hurt this deeply over something that was never officially yours. When people ask what happened, you can’t even explain it properly, because what do you even say? That nothing happened, and somehow that nothing ruined you? That there was never an us, but you still found yourself grieving like there was? That’s the cruelest part about an unlabeled connection, there’s no breakup to point at, no final conversation, no ending anyone else can understand, just a quiet distance that slowly turns into silence. And still, it hurts like losing someone you loved with your whole heart. Maybe even more, because there was never any closure, never any certainty, only unanswered questions and the unbearable weight of what could have been. You keep telling yourself they were never yours, that there was never really an us, that you should move on because there was technically nothing to lose, but your heart doesn’t care about technicalities. It only remembers how they made you feel, how someone who never even knew they were becoming your whole world somehow became the hardest person to live without. So now you’re left grieving memories that were never officially memories, grieving a person who was never truly yours, grieving a love that had no name but somehow took up all the space inside your chest. And maybe that’s why it’s so hard to move on, because how do you heal from a wound no one can see? How do you bury something that never even got the chance to live, when it still feels painfully alive inside you? Maybe that’s the saddest kind of love, the kind that never got the chance to exist, but still left behind the deepest kind of pain.i haven’t move on, i’m just letting you live your life. i might not reach out , but if you ever did i’d reply instantly. i may not say good morning anymore. but you’re always the last thought

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Yung matanda 😭

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rpg meranoia

Joy :

hala ka lagot Yung Bata at nagselos

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ako na nakikinig

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kiel👅 :

mahal kita to the point that sometimes i choose to ignore the pain even when it’s already hurting me deeply, because losing you feels heavier than anything i’m going through. i know you don’t want me to drain myself for you, i know you’ve said that before, but i can’t help it because this is how much i love you. when you love someone this deeply, you tend to give more than you should, even when it starts to hurt, even when it slowly takes pieces of you away. i’m willing to sacrifice everything for you, even if it hurts, even if it becomes too much, even if there are days when i feel like i’m slowly losing parts of myself, as long as you’re happy and you feel that someone is still choosing to stay with you no matter what. i don’t want to be a burden to you, that’s why most of the time i choose to keep everything to myself even when what i’m feeling is already too heavy. i’m scared that if i open up too much, it might push you away or turn into another misunderstanding, and i don’t want that. so i stay quiet, not because i don’t feel anything, but because i’m trying to protect what we have. i love you so much, and with you, i felt things i never thought i would ever feel in my life, a kind of love that was so pure, so deep, and so real that it changed me completely. but at the same time, you’re also the person who made me feel a kind of pain i never imagined i would go through, and that kind of pain hits differently because it came from the same person who once made me feel so safe and loved. i just hope that when you’re having a hard time, you would still look at me the way you used to, the way you used to see me before, like i still matter, like i’m still someone you choose even when things aren’t easy. i’m not asking for everything to go back to how it was before, i just want to feel your love again, even in the smallest ways, even just a little, even if it’s not the same as before, just enough to remind me that what we have is still real. and please don’t ever think that i stayed because i had no choice, because that’s not true. i’m staying because i’m sure about you.

pogibako :

Nathaniel pagot :

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