mo :
I’ve really liked you for so long, probably longer than I should’ve kept it to myself. There were so many times when I wanted to tell you how I felt, but I always stopped myself because I was scared that things would become awkward or that I’d lose the friendship we already had. You probably don’t even realize how much you’ve meant to me. It wasn’t just because I thought you were beautiful. It was the way you talked, the way you laughed, the little things you did without even thinking about them. Somehow, even the simplest moments with you became things I remembered. For a long time, I kept hoping that maybe one day you’d feel the same way about me. I waited, even when I wasn’t sure if I was waiting for anything at all. And honestly, there were times when it hurt seeing you with someone else, but I still couldn’t bring myself to stop caring about you. I’m not saying all of this because I expect you to choose me or give me anything in return. I just want you to know the truth. I really did like you. I really did care about you. And I think a part of me probably always will. You became someone I never wanted to lose, even when I knew I might never have the chance to call you mine. Maybe that’s what makes it harder. I got so used to having you in my life that I never really imagined what it would feel like if things changed. If you don’t feel the same, I’ll understand. I just hope you never think that my feelings were meaningless or temporary. They were real. I cared about you for years, quietly and genuinely, and I’ll always be grateful for every memory we made. I don’t know what happens after this, but I needed you to know that there was someone who liked you more than he ever knew how to explain.
2026-09-15 06:26:06