The Hidden Feeling

Memories seemed to be faded as the time flew without stopping a single second, out of the blue, we started to chat with each other again. it'd been many year since we last talked to each other. first of all, I just want to know if you are fine, healthy, and happy with your boyfriend even though I feel that you guys have already broken up. As before you're still the most hardworking girl ( i should say woman yet I still find you still a girl who didn't know your own limit). my feeling for you is still over here even though we have already broken up for many years, I wonder and always ask myself are you still have feelings for me as before? but my feeling told me that you had already moved on and prepared to be successes woman who didn't depend on others. Everything has changed yet my feeling still stay. I'm standing from here wishing you success on your journey and being able to find your true happiest with the right partner who stays there with you through every situation. ^_^

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2025-08-14

If cutting me off helps your life in any way, I support ✌🏻

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2025-08-14

To the one I can’t have

Hey, it’s been many years since I’m trying to move on. I know my feeling isn’t mutual and that’s fine. But there’s always moment when I always picture us in my head. Loving you is a guilty feeling and yet I still want you to be mine. It’s hurt when I know you love someone else. It’s hurt when I’m trying to move on while at the same time I want to experience us together however I can’t have you because you are someone I would feel guilt to have….. but I love you , love you till the point where I don’t want anyone else but you , till the point where seeing you happy also make me happy. I love you na , and I don’t know when I could move one but I’m pretty much sure that it would take years but it’s okay loving you is beautiful even though it hurts me.

2025-08-14

Actually, I’m Jealous….

I would say that I’m a well reserved kid and always think it through before I take action. I’ve always thought that I’m strong enough to deal with all the problem. I’ve always thought that I am not jealous of anything or anyone around me. But, I realize I do care. I’m jealous that other family is having fun with their children. I’m jealous that their parents are always be there and give them the support. I’m jealous that others don’t have to deal with mental pressure. I’m jealous that things have never been well no matter how hard I try to fix. When will this end? I’m tired…..

2025-08-14

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2025-08-14

Dear S_Tep

It’s already a month since we apart. May I ask have you ever regretted about your decision that you make​? I’m still think what if we still continue our status, how good or bad it is? I know our time together was short, but it is deep to me.

2025-08-14

Cheater

Can I expose my ex on this page ? So that I can warn other girls…?

2025-08-14

Unforgettable

Well, we started off at a good term but i’ll just say we’re not mature enough to make this last longer. For all these months, i was genuinely happy as you can see I appreciated every moment with u because all the time we spent tgt I was happy. Remember one rainy night, that was our first time riding motorcycle under the rain i hugged you tight from behind β€œ it was one of the best feelin ever. I wish i can have this moment with you once last time but i guess my wish will never come true. Anyway thank you for the hoodie you gave with your scent on it promise i’ll keep it here forever ( it was my first time wore boyfriend hoodie as well ) I wish I could just learn how to unloved and deleted u out of my head the simplest manner. U’re my favorite person, but maybe favorite don't really mean to be last forever? I wish I could talk to you again the same way we did before, because I freakin damn miss you. Every single thing about you right now already causing me pain that I keep seeing you in my dreams, ur words, ur face and i still can feel ur touches. How could I move on? I wish I was once crossed ur mind and you miss me just as much as i did too. Im sorry it was my mistake and i just wanna let you know that Im happy that at least we made it here. Thank you for all the wonderful memories lover❀️ I love you so much.

2025-08-14

Thought it was destiny

We used to know each other when we were young, but we didn’t talk much. As we grew older we’ve met again. This time it was different, we were so connected, understanding each other, having same opinion m, having same interest and having the same groups of friends. I wasn’t ready to start the relationship with him like the way he was, I was hesitate because I was scared that β€œ what if one day we broke up”. β€œ what if we were to broke up and things got awkward between us”. β€œ what if we had to go through pain”. These thought keeps me thinking every single day until one day he stopped. Everything ends because he had his own personal reason, he has choices to choose. That’s is when I realize I wasn’t the only one for him. Without doubt he choose someone else and this still makes me think how much I thought about β€œ us”. This is my story. If knongjit decide to post it please correct my writing because it is not that good and thank you I really can express my feeling without no one knowing who I am.