Have you ever heard about “we don’t meet people by accident, they’re meant to cross our path for a reason”?
And now, i understand.
When everything felt pure, simple, and innocent, i met him. We were just kids, maybe too young to understand what love really was, yet somehow, it felt real. I remember the silly moments that meant everything back then. He didn’t know it, but he became the reason behind so many of my firsts.
He doesn’t know, of course. He probably never will. I never told him, and maybe that’s one of the quiet regrets i’ll always carry. Back then, i didn’t know how to express love, not the way people do now. I didn’t know that love needs to be spoken, shown, and felt. I just… didn’t know. I was quiet, unsure, and scared of saying too much. I thought keeping my feelings hidden would protect me, but all it did was leave me wondering what if.
It’s strange, isn’t it? How someone can mean so much to you, and yet they’ll never know. If i could go back, i think i’d tell him everything. But i can’t. And that’s okay. Maybe he’ll never know, and maybe he doesn’t need to. I’ll keep it safe inside my heart.