I spend most of my morning thinking about you. My thoughts take me back to the moments when we first met. I remembered how those smiles of yours have captured my heart. I still recall the conversations we had, the laughs we shared, and every other thing that included you in there. Sometimes, I would daydream about you, and I get butterflies. I spend most of my evening wondering if we get to talk. I always wanted to talk to you but was too afraid to approach you. And whenever you texted me, my day just got better. I hope that our paths will cross one day because I want to see you again.
Hey guy!!πI don't know what in my mind but I still miss you somedayπ’.I miss our text, our memories in our textπ’ I can't tell anyone and I just keep it in my mindπ I really want to read our old chat but you don't keep it for me πYou delete all our memories.You left me 3-4years ago but I can't delete you in my mind.I wish we'll meet in another life.π’ #Hβ₯
I donβt know why and I donβt have much to say . I just know it burn my heart and I feel pain . He suddenly ask me for a space and separate stay . Have u ever experience this before ? ααΌααα ααΆααααααΌααα αααααΆααααααΆααΌαααΌααα αΌαααα ααααΌαααΆααα αααα‘ααααΈααααΆαααα αααααΆααααα
Confess ot del approve sos tang pi khae 3:D
Through a heart break of rejection and the lose of my best friendship, I felt like losing my own home. I got no one by my side, that's what a child far from home like me felt. Just then, I met you, someone I can share all my sorrow and believing. If you happen to see this, I just wanna let you know that you were my strength to confront and overcome those challenges. I'm grateful for your existing through my darkest hour, where your presence told me I have you. And you're in my memory too and I felt whatever you felt. I can't keep in touch with you for some reasons, that's why I couldn't tell you all this. And I know if I could tell you, you won't settle down. I have a different life now and I can't be a late night talk companion like I used to. I forgave you whatever you did and do forgive me too for whatever I said to you. Please think of me like a good friend you had. You gotta live your good life and one day, someone's gonna take my place from your memory to a living moment.
ααΎαααααΉαααΆααααα αΆααΊα αΆαααααααα ααααααααΎαα αααααααΆααααααΎααα½αααααα½αααααΆααααΆαααα·ααααααΆααααααΎααα»ααα»αααΎααα·αααΌαααΊα αΆααα ααΆαααααααααΆααααααααΌααα·αααααα·αααααΆααααααΆααα αΎαααΉααααααααααααΆααααααααα αα½αααΆααΊα αΆααα’αααααααΆααααααααΆααα―α? α ααααΎαααααΆααααΆα’ααα αΎα ααα»ααααααααα·αααΎαα½αααΆα ααα’αα? ααΊα ααααααΆααααΆααα ααΎα ααα α»αααααΆαααααΎα’αααΈ? ααααΆαααααααααααααΆααα αααααΆααααα»αααααααΆααααααΆαα ααα»ααααα αΎαααΎααααα·αα’αΆα α αΆαααΆαααααα½αα―ααα·αα±αααααααΆααααααΆαααα ... ααΆααααααΆααααααΆααααΆααααΆα’αΆα ααααΈαααα αααα·αα·αααααΆααΆα ..α αα αααααααΆαααααααΈααΆααααΎα±ααααΊα α·αααααα»ααααΆααα αααααααΆαα ααΎαα’αΆα ααΆααα»αααα’ααααΆαα·αααααα»αααΏαααααα αΆαααααααααααΆααα ααααΎααΆααααααΌα α αΎααα·αα ααα±ααααααααΆαααΆααααα’αααααΆα ααΆααααααΌααα αααααααα’αΆα αα»ααα ααααααααα ααααΎαα’αΆα ααααΆαααααααα½αααΈαα·αααΎααΎααα·αααΆαααααΎααΆααααααΌα.....α αααααααααΎααααα»αααΉααα ααΆαααααααααΉαα’αααααααα αααααΆαααΆαα½αα’αααααααα .... ααααααΎα’αααΈαα½α½ααααα»αα α·ααααααααααΎαααΆαα ααΆαααααααααααΎααΆααα’ααααααααααααααααΌα ααααΆα ααΆααα»αααααααΆααααααααΆαααααααΏαααααα αΆ ααΆααααααα·ααααααΆααα»ααααααα αααΉαααΈαα»ααα.. α’αΆααααααα’αΈα αααΉαααΊαααα? α αααΉααααααααα αΆ? α ααααααΆααααΆααΌαααα»αααααΆααα αΆαα±ααααααΆααααα αΆααααααΆαααααα ααααΆααααα ααααΆααα ααΎαααα»αααΆαααΆαα αααΎααααααααα? ααα αΎα αα αα»ααααα·αααΎαααααααααααα·αααΆα xD ααΎαααααααα·αααααα α αααα αααα·αααΊααΌα αααααααα ..α
At times, people mention how time heals, and I used to wonder how easily they could say that without understanding what I was going through. My problems felt small in the grand scheme of the universe, yet they were enormous in my miniature world. Despite this, I pressed on, with an inner longing to experience the beauty and terror of life. It's remarkable how unpredictable our futures can be. The me from last year would never have imagined the life I am having today. I've found peace within myself and with those around me, but as things improve, new problems arise to occupy my thoughts. I remind myself not to let these concerns disrupt my newfound peace, knowing that when I look back on my current self a year from now, these little details will likely be forgotten. So, yes, time does indeed have a healing effect even if it doesnβt look like it would help.
I know you read my messages from your notification. I know that when you claim you were busy, you were actually on your phone scrolling and chatting with your friends in a cafe. When you said you were busy, I know you were playing games or watching a movie. You messaging me is a choice and I messaging you is a duty. You take me for a granted...a friend whom you could rely on in terms of school work. I am that friend whom you could use whenever you feel like you need a female company. I am the friend who is there for you to practice your flirting skills. I am the friend who, after you finish scrolling up and down your newsfeed 5 times, will open the message and decide whether or not u should message back. I am the friend who recieves the message "huhβ after 10 hours of trying to ask for help saying "im in pain, there is no one here.β So do not text me five days later that you forgot to check your phone even though I saw you share memes 3 days ago. Do not text an apology and ask about how i felt because i went through hell and you choose to ignore it. Do not look at me with those eyes as if I am the only girl in the world and that no one else matters because clearly I can be on my deathbed right now and you will still decide to check up on me "tomorrowβ. Do not share posts about how heartbroken you are when you see me flirt with someone who actually cares about me and do not update me on your activities like we are something when we arent. We're just friends so stop acting like we're lovers and you're the boyfriend giving excuses for ignoring his girlfriend. We're just friends and you are already breaking me apart, taking me for granted, and forcing me up a rollercoaster ride of confusion and pain....imagine how it will be if you are more than a friend.
Both of us ignore each other, but Iβm the only one who feel so uneasy and hurt. Because I do it on purpose, mute his account and try so frkin hard to ignore the pink ring around his ig pf. But he ignore me so effortlessly :> like how cool I want to be cool like you so bad. And yep it would be funny to say weβre not lover just two person who hid themselves behind the wall but end up open up to each other. I donβt know if that fate or just random encounter but I do appreciated all those unsure moments.