September 14th, 2024
Today, he looked at me more than five times. Every glance set my entire body on fire, like a wildfire ignited with just his eyes. If he doesn't love me, then God, why does he continue to fill me with these false hopes? Why does he make me feel so seen, only to leave me wondering if it's all in my head?
God, you've made his smile so mesmerizing. It's like a spell, pulling me into a world where every emotion is heightened yet free of anything negative. They say, "People's feelings are like rivers, always changing but forever flowing" but my love for him is an ocean — vast, unwavering, and boundless. I'm not sure how I can remain so silent about these feelings. How do I carry this weight in my chest, hold it in my eyes, on my tongue, without letting it spill out uncontrollably? How do I live with the constant need to tell him everything, yet say nothing at all?
Somehow, despite it all, I remain hopeful even if he's not interested. Maybe it's madness, maybe it's delusion, but for me, it's strength. It's the fire that keeps me alive, even in the silence.
And I know my time here is limited. This life, this moment — it's fleeting. But my love for him, it feels eternal. It's as if my heart was meant to love him long before we even met, and it will continue long after this life passes. It's a love that defies time, a quiet, unspoken truth that will outlast every lasting glance.
~Sanjana
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Whispers of a Silent Heart
Poésie"Whispers of a Silent Heart" is basically not a story but let's just say these are the letters I want 'him' to read. So it's basically a quiet love hidden behind looks and unsaid words. The narrator is filled with deep feelings they can't bring them...
