About You

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Sometimes I can’t help but wonder, do you feel a twinge of shame when my name crosses your mind?

The way you look at me now, it feels like your gaze is empty. I search so desperately, but the love I once hoped to see in your eyes—it’s just not there. Instead, they tell me I’m nothing to you.

Maybe I’m being too sensitive, overthinking everything. But deep down, I know. You never really cared, did you?

I keep asking myself—if we weren’t meant to be, why did we even fall in love? Why did fate bother to let our paths intertwine?

I remember the day you found someone new. I saw it—the pure joy, the love shining in your eyes when you looked at him. And in that moment, I tried so hard to pretend like I was fine, but inside... it was tearing me apart.

I’m jealous, you know. I can’t stop thinking that it should have been me. I should’ve been the one walking you home, the one picking you up with flowers in hand. But I chose to bury those feelings deep inside... maybe that was for the best.

It was for the best,

I thought I had healed. I moved on, or at least tried. I did everything I could to shut you out, to erase you from my life. And for a while, I felt something close to happiness.

I even tried to flirt with someone else, used them just to make the pain stop, to take advantage of their kindness—just to heal. But even after all of that, even after trying so hard to forget, here I am, still longing for you, still aching for you, Jus.

Now, I wish we had never crossed paths. It’s unbearable, the way you still linger in my heart, no matter how much I try to forget. I never wanted us to become strangers.

But if I could turn back time? I would. And this time, I would love you differently. I would give you all of me, share my entire world with you, my heart, my life—everything.

Can we rewrite the stars again, My Love?