(I wrote this randomly and i don't know why, so I'm uploading it here.)
The confession.
It's bittersweet, full of everything your hearts got, it's beautiful to you in every way possible.
But then, it's crushed. Severed into several peices in the sweetest way possible.
You've been denied, kindly. Atleast it wasn't a painful letdown, right?
It shouldn't have been painful. The guilt arising from even thinking it's painful. As the hours go by from when it happened, so do the thoughts.
What I could've changed, what I could've reached for, I still deny the truth though.
They're simply someone I could never have.
Someone I could never reach, the boundaries of their world encapsulating them from me.
It's a simple idea, yet something so complex when I try to explain it. It's so easy to accept, yet I struggle so much.
Why must I be so persistent? Why can't I just leave them alone? They don't deserve my thoughts being on them 24/7, they deserve to be happy.
I would never force ideals on them, would never hurt or yell at them, my mind doesn't agree with me though.
This is what I feared in denial, this is why I hid for confession, I never wanted to bring this feeling to myself or anyone else.
I knew the consequences, yet I played the game. What a fool I am.
Now I sit here silently in the darkness with my own thoughts, an echo of a hope that once was, and a memory of what could've been.
If only I didn't approach, if only I didn't speak, maybe I'd be ok.
Maybe the weigh wouldn't be so heavy on my chest, maybe my mind wouldn't be so aching, maybe I'd still be sane.
Maybe things would be different, but this is all just the result of,
the confession.
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