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I thought loving you would soften over time.. fade into something easier, something I could carry without it cutting into me. 14 years say otherwise. It lives in the small things.. the way I still turn to tell you everything first, the way your name rises in my throat like a prayer I never learned how to stop saying.
And now I’m standing here watching you promise forever to someone who isn’t me, and I don’t know where to put all the lifetimes I built for us in my head.. all the quiet, fragile futures that never made it out of my chest. You look at him like he is the answer to a question I’ve been asking my whole life.. and maybe he is.
But fuck it hurts in a way that feels endless, like something inside me is being asked to keep beating without the part it learned to beat for. I want to be good for you. I want to mean it when I smile, when I hold you, when I tell you I’m happy.. and somewhere, buried under all of this, I am.. but it’s buried beneath the grief of being almost everything and still not being chosen.
You say “I do,” and I feel every version of us collapse at once.. every maybe, every almost, every if.. I can’t stop loving you. I don’t think I ever will. I just learn.. in this moment.. how to live with it.. like a wound that never closes.. just something I carry quietly for the rest of my life..
14 years of laughing too long at dumb jokes, of knowing each other in that quiet, effortless way. But sometimes my mind wanders back to 12 years ago.. that one kiss, quick and reckless and perfect. It still lives somewhere in me. In the pause when we hug goodbye, in the way our eyes meet for just a second too long. Then I catch myself wondering what it would be like now.. if we let that moment happen again, just once. Nothing loud. Nothing that changes anything. Just something soft and secret, a little piece of us that only we’d ever know about. Because we went and built our lives, and they’re good, real lives.. but somehow that one kiss still feels unfinished. Every now and then I can’t help imagining what it would feel like to steal it back.
You’ve been the constant in every version of me - 13 years of heartbeat, always a little too loud when you walk in the room. I don’t know what to call this. Just that it never left after the first moment I saw you.
If you find comfort in closeness, but pain in longing with no resolution.. ask yourself..
Are you willing to break your own heart on purpose now, to stop breaking it slowly forever?
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I wish you could understand how much I fucking adore you. You’re the highlight of my day, and one of the few reasons I’ve chose to stay. I love you in so many ways. You’ve helped give my life purpose, and steered me away from feeling useless. I’d be lost with you.
aku tidak tahu mengapa orang menjadi ingin tahu.