abt my crush...posting again
(Not a love letter, just honest reflection)
I don’t know exactly what to call this—
Maybe not love, maybe not friendship in the usual sense—
But something stayed with me.
We didn’t talk often, but when we did, the words mattered.
You shared things you couldn’t with others, and I listened, without trying to be more than I was.
I felt seen, even in small moments.
I don’t expect anything from you.
I don’t carry regret.
I only carry the quiet understanding that sometimes,
someone can pass through your life
and still leave you better, gentler, clearer.
I accept your imperfections, your distance, your choices.
I won’t call this love.
But it was something real.
And for that, I’m grateful.
pretty unsure abt my crush
yeah he noticed me, like I saw him approaching me at stage for a vague reason...should I spill??
soo we all got to know much abt his character ...uhh