It feels like every time i reached out to you, my voice just dissolved into nothing. I tried again and again to make you see how much i was fighting for us. But you never really heard me, no matter how many chances i gave. Eventually, i just ran out of ways to keep trying.

I keep replaying the moments when we missed each other’s signals when you thought i wasn’t listening, and i thought you stopped trying. It’s as if we spoke two different languages while calling it love.

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We ain’t got time to play around 🤷🏻

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It’s strange, almost tender, how a simple walk can turn into a quiet confession: that my heart, even in silence, keeps choosing you with an unfaltering certainty.

In the curve of this mirror, i catch a glimpse of myself wandering through a world that suddenly feels gentler. Maybe it’s the quiet hum of the road, or the way the trees sway like they’re keeping my secrets but for a moment, it feels like the universe leans closer.

There’s a particular poetry in being caught between motion and stillness, as if time itself hesitates around me. I walk forward, unhurried, carrying a heart that beats in odd rhythms but somehow still finds its way back to peace.

Sometimes i forget how loud the world is until i step outside and let the sky press its quiet against me. I tilt my head toward the horizon, letting the world paint me in muted colors.

There’s a strange serenity in exhaustion. A kind of raw, unvarnished truth. And today, i let that truth settle on my skin like a soft rebellion.

Heat laced the air and settled on my skin like quiet fire. I moved through it unflinching, savoring the rawness of the moment.

I know exactly your type: the kind that always ends up drawn to a rebel like me.

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The best player in the world

Thank you for all the birthday wishes! I read every message, every post, and wow, you guys really know how to make someone feel loved