noemotion4u
How can you yearn for someone who was never yours to begin with? I wonder.
This is neither a love story nor something out of a fantasy. Everything written here is true and painfully real.
It is a collection of moments, memories, and emotions that sought refuge in words when they could no longer remain inside my heart. These pages tell the story of quiet admiration, impossible longing, relentless yearning, and the strange comfort of loving someone who may never know they were loved at all.
To the man behind my ink-you may never recognize yourself in between this lines, but every word exists because, at one point, you made me feel something worth writing about. You stirred emotions so profound that I had no choice but to turn them into pages.
And perhaps, in the end, that was enough.
Because while I may never have had the courage to tell you how much you meant to me, these words became my way of letting the world know.