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『let your voice resonate within me and be heard』
happy pride month :)
Hatsugay Miku
how to move on from ur best friend aka ur first love no borax no glue
someone tag me if you find an answer im begging at this point
you guy's don't know real pain until you accidentally fall in love with one of your best friends and can't help but want more knowing you can't because your friendship will be ruined (obviously there's worse pain then that I'm just saying it still hurts, y'know?)
this but i told them and it became something more and now we are less than ever before
if only there were a way for us to live in that month, that week or that conversation. the late nights on the couch where we stared and touched but never kissed and never went farther than a hand on the leg or a joke in a text. i dont love you but i do and im so in love that it hurts. denial is my vice and the only way i will ever be okay with seeing you with someone else will be when i no longer see you. you are my person but im not yours and i regret ever going past that line with you because theres no going back. the love i feel in only ever followed by heartbreak and i cant tell you without feeling guilty so im sorry. i love you, im sorry.
i would have loved you like they did in the myths—recklessly, desperately, with the kind of devotion that makes gods jealous. i’d have turned rivers to wine just to hear you laugh, stolen fire to keep you warm. you’d have been my sanctuary, my ruin, my reason to defy the heavens.
they would have written songs about us. called us tragic, called us fools, called us immortal. and they’d be right. because even when the world crumbled around us, i’d have clung to you, begged the fates to weave us back together, again and again.
you could have been my helen, my eurydice, my psyche. my everything.
but here i am, mortal and alone, clutching the echoes of a love that never came to be.
no one talks about how TERRIBLE it is to be in limbo with your feelings about your bsf. like yes i love you and im kind of IN love with you but if i ever dated you i would vomit. we talk about kissing and haha yeah its funny that i have these feelings but its gut wrenching lmfao
happy pride month! 🌷