the fine line was evident
to myself is whom i can only confess
this feelings are honest
and let the wind take care of the rest
we're not kids anymore.

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@solitudeandserenity
the fine line was evident
to myself is whom i can only confess
this feelings are honest
and let the wind take care of the rest
after all, it’s still you
i missed you
You were a beginning,
not a loss -
a quiet yes to myself
spoken through you
I don’t resent what we didn’t become
I carry it like a pressed flower
proof that something soft
once grew there
even it it was never meant to last
What hurts is that the connection
was never given a shape
never allowed to be real enough
to survive or shatter.
And some days
that hurts more
than a clean goodbye ever could.
Still, I carry you
like a song I never played out loud,
something soft and unfinished,
echoing where something more
might have lived.
just the slow realization
that what I was mourning
was a possibility, not a person
We never gave the connection
a chance to exist
long enough to fail properly.
I built a bond out of moments
too small to defend themselves:
shared glances,
almost-texts,
sentences I rehearsed
and swallowed whole.
You were never mine,
and never asked.
I learned your laughed instead,
the tilt of your head when you listened,
the way my name sounded
when you said it without knowing
it mattered.
I liked you
in the way you like a window at dusk -
not to enter,
just to stand near
and feel something change.
it’s just basic human decency in the end. ending this derange thoughts.
Time is ticking
Just by thinking
To let you go will be near
Tears sounds like shatters wish you’ll hear
These unexplainable bond..
Platonic or what?
I cannot take these thoughts
It continues to lingers
My unspoken soliloquy
Right now, I want to tell you how I feel