the little things (creek one-shot)

the little things

In one way or another, these feelings are a hindrance to me. Not so much to you though. And I cannot believe that it is you who's getting all this... except you aren't.

Because it would be forbidden by the stars, the stars which you gaze at so dearly during the lit-up night sky. And it's so easy to notice so many little things about you - the smirks that you give out occasionally along with the tiny genuine smiles that rarely appear, the heavy scars upon your knees from that time you fell, and your unwavering gorgeous eyes... when I really should just be minding my own business. So, that's one reason why I'm sorry.

But the other reasons aren't really asking for forgiveness. I haven't moved on, not yet, and possibly not ever. Who would've thought that I would have believed in true love at first sight? But you're just too precious to me, and it's just too hard to let go of someone like you. And so, I'd like to thank you.

For the times that you've stayed here by my side, when I'm in the worst - when I'm lost - thank you. For the times when you reached out to me - it meant the whole world that you gave even the tiniest shit about me - thank you. And when I've fallen behind, and it's impossible for me to come back on track and I'm practically a lost cause - you still came back to stand by me, heaving me onto your shoulders and carrying me along - thank you. And it's an endless trail of gratitude towards you, for what you've done has touched my heart.

But there is one thing that I must emphasise on: I'm sorry for being such a burden. I know that you are kind and considerate deep inside your heart, and that there are chances that you won't consider me to be a burden whatsoever, but I cannot let this go on - as someone who is unable to support you, there is no need for me to exist by your side.

And so, sooner or later, I'll bid farewell. I'll stay from afar and watch over your actions, pray for your safety and leave you be.