About_the_love
This isn't a love story.
Or maybe... it could have been.
I liked a boy - or maybe I still do.
But I never knew if he was good or just good at pretending. Some say he's a red flag, a flirt, a walking warning sign. I've heard enough to make me stay away... and yet, I've also seen sides of him that no one else has. The kind that made me laugh, feel, hope.
He says he likes me.
But I'm not ready to date.
Maybe I never was.
This story is about the bittersweet moments I spent with him - the late-night conversations, the confusion, the way he made me feel seen and invisible at the same time. It's not a love story... it's a story of feelings I never understood, a heart I never solved, and a boy I might never truly know.
A part of me just wants to let it all out - not for closure, but for clarity.
So here it is.
The real, raw, and maybe a little unfinished chapter of a girl who didn't want to fall... but maybe did.