It's all about Her

The Unseen Side of Love...

Getting attached to you was easy, but accepting that you are not mine, and never will be, feels unbearably hard.

It's like standing at a crossroads where the choices are losing myself or losing you.

Both paths seem equally painful, yet I walk them every day with you on my mind.

Sometimes I wish I had never met you.

It would have been easier that way, sparing me from this endless struggle of trying not to love you.

But how do I unlove someone who has become a part of me?

They say love isn't meant for everyone, and now I know why, because love, at times, is just pain disguised as longing.

You made me cry in ways no one else ever could.

Each time I allowed myself to imagine what it would be like to have you, your answer would hit me like a storm.

You're the only girl I've ever loved, the one person I never wanted to lose.

And yet, I know there's no chance of having you.

That is the other side of love-the one filled with unfulfilled dreams and silent heartaches.

But even in this despair, I couldn't let go. Instead, I chose to live with that sliver of hope, the 1% chance that someday, somehow, things might change.

Maybe not today, but in the future.

Maybe you'll see me in a different light, or maybe we'll find our way back to each other when the time is right.

For now, that hope is all I have to hold onto.

I know you'll never be mine, but the fear of losing you still haunts me.

"I know I am not your first choice, but I wish to be your last."

Maybe I failed because I tried to find love in someone who only wanted friendship.

And though I feel like I'm losing you a little more with each passing day, it's your trust that matters to me the most.

I've realized that trust, in its own way, is more precious than the kind of love I've been seeking.

Sometimes, I wish I could go back to the days when I was obsessed with you, not caring whether you were mine or not.

Back then, just the thought of you was enough.

Now, I carry the weight of unspoken love, knowing I'll never love anyone the way I've loved you.

You've changed me in ways I never thought possible. Even the smallest things in my life now revolve around you.

I've heard that every wish counts, so I started wishing for you every time the clock struck 11:11.

Even my phone revolves around you.

I don't use any notification tone except for yours.

My phone only alerts me when it's you, so I never keep you waiting when you message.

My ringtone? It begins with a line that reminds me of your eyes.

Every time I hear it, I think of you.

And my password? It's the date I first saw you.

That day is carved into my soul, just like it's carved into my phone.

There's also a habit I have with contacts.

I save my closest people's names with three dots after them, but yours has four.

That extra dot represents something more, something only you hold within me.

It's a symbol of how my love for you surpasses anything I feel for anyone else.

And remember the day you said I look good with messy hair? I've kept my hair that way ever since.

I know you said it casually, but it still meant a lot to me.

Every little thing I do, every habit I pick up, somehow ties back to you.

These are the moments I carry with me, pieces of you embedded into my everyday life.

No matter how much time passes or where life takes us, these memories will always belong to me.

They will always act as a reminders of a love that I never expressed fully but felt with every fiber of my being.

"Trying until you agree," that's the silent promise I've made to myself.

I know I'm not the first person you wanted, but all I wish for now is to be the last person you'll ever love.

And that's what the unseen side of love looks like...