Unbottling

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There is something about hearing from you. Every time my phone buzzes with your name, it is like a little spark ignites inside me, spreading warmth through my chest. Butterflies, they say. It feels like they are breaking free, fluttering in my veins, reminding me that I am still alive, still waiting for you. It is a feeling I have come to crave, to hold onto.But sometimes, I play games with myself. I leave your messages unread, just for a little while. I want to see the flood of notifications fill my screen. I want to reassure myself that you are thinking of me, that maybe, just maybe, you are as desperate to hear from me as I am from you. I need that confirmation, even if I have to create it myself. Because for a moment, when I see your name light up my screen, it is like I can pretend that everything is okay. That the world is still spinning in our favor.

You know those words you say, the way you call me by names only you know, the way you make me feel special? They are like paint on a blank canvas. They fill the emptiness inside me and turn it into something beautiful. My heart, which used to be nothing more than a dull sketch, starts to fill with color. It becomes a masterpiece, but only because of you. Your effort, your attention, your love. It is what gives my heart meaning.

And I have fallen. Hard. Maybe harder than before. Every day, I fall deeper for you, even if I can feel the cracks beginning to form. Even when I see the distance between us growing, I keep falling. I cannot help it. I know I am holding onto something that might not last, but I cannot stop myself. I know my heart belongs to you, and that truth is both beautiful and painful.It hurts, doesn't it? To love so deeply, to give so much of yourself to someone, and still wonder if it is enough. Even if I know that, deep down, you might not feel the same way anymore, I cannot stop. I cannot stop falling, no matter how much it hurts. Because when you love someone, truly love someone, it is not something you can control. And I will keep loving you, even if the passion fades, even if the distance grows. Because my heart has always been yours.

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