before anything else, all in gentle and respectful tone,
here I am typing this where anyone can see. feels like laying my heart out on a table. i’m a little scared. perhaps even a coward for doing it this way instead of finding some “ proper ” way to say it. but i’m not sure where i’ll find this courage again, so here is it.
I have been watching your profile for weeks now even though you’ve been inactive. I never got to read your stories before you stepped back and I know I have no right to feel the way I do. I don’t even know you. I wanted to. somehow something about you captivated me and these days your name’s the only one I keep searching for again and again.
I don’t come here to lay claim or make you feel pressured. I know boundaries matter more than anything. I just wanted you to know that even someone you’ve never met noticed when your voice went quiet. and hey, you know what? what bothers me the most is not how exposed I feel or how unsure I am that you’ll get to see this, what bothers me is that suddenly I find myself becoming one of the people who are waiting for you to come back.
come back, please.
