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A simple girl. A simple boy. And a simple love story. Didith: I was only seventeen when I first met him and finally fell in love with him. Five years. For five years, I held on to his love. Yes, five years. I held on to a love that was never mine, and I guess, will never be. For five years, I have waited for him to love me. I kept my patience - hoping and waiting. Ben: What I regret the most was not being able to tell her my real feelings. For five years, I did nothing but think that I'd tell her one day how much I love her. And before I realized it, the days turned to months, and it was five years already. For five years, I held on to my love for her. I kept it a secret, made sure that she won't notice it, and just be a big brother to her. Five years. Has it really been that long? Can I go back to the first time I met her?
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Some people arrive quietly. No fireworks. No background music. Just a look. A name. A violet shirt in a white room. You don't realize it's the start. Not until you're too far in. I didn't fall for him the way stories say you should. There was no moment of knowing. Just a slow ache that built between library tables and half-finished coffee cups. The kind of love that feels like a question no one teaches you how to ask. We were never official. Never obvious. We were playlists. Eye contact. A sentence that almost sounded like confession-until it didn't. And somewhere in that space between almost and never, I became someone I didn't recognize. Someone quieter. Smaller. And then... someone who walked away. This is not a story about the guy I ended up with. This is about the one I couldn't have. The one who arrived too late. The one who taught me that not all love stories need a happy ending- Some just need a girl who finally chooses herself. And this time, I did.

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