There's a possibility
you like me back.
A possibility
we could become something real.
But I won't touch that thought.
I won't let it breathe.
Because forever is a long time,
and the world feels too sharp
to fall in love without armor.
I'm afraid you'll meet someone better—
someone who laughs easier,
someone brighter,
someone softer around the edges.
Someone complete.
Someone prettier, cuter,
closer to perfect.
Someone who fits your standards
without trying.
Someone brave enough
to risk everything
just to stay.
I'm sorry.
I know you might already care.
I know this feeling could grow
if I let it.
But I'm choosing silence.
I'm choosing distance
over confession.
I would rather bleed quietly
than be the reason
we lose what we have.
Some loves
are never meant to be spoken—
only endured.
YOU ARE READING
Every part of me
PuisiThis book took years to begin. Not because I lacked words, but because I lacked the courage to open my heart. To my readers- this is my soul, laid bare. Every page holds a piece of me: my vulnerability, my joy, the moments I loved deeply, and the gr...
