k4sandra_keyzi :
I really wanted to confess, I wanted to show him the improvements I’ve made in my drawings. Believe me, I never knew how to draw, but he caught my interest, which is rare for me. He’s an artist, and I once saw from a repost that he also wanted to be someone’s muse, so I made him mine.
But just when I was about to confess, I was surprised to see that he posted about being engaged. His wedding is even happening in September. Now, I don’t even know what to do with the song I wrote for him when he was at his lowest.
Should I throw away all my drawings, from day one until now, when I kept trying to draw him? Should I delete the long paragraphs I wrote whenever I missed him?
He once described himself as a white crayon, useless,
but I saw him as a white crayon that shines through the art.
It’s crazy, isn’t it?
Two of my closest friends told me I should take the risk while he was still single, and now, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t regret not taking the chance to talk to him, even if it was just one word.
So now, I guess I’m just loving him silently, even though I know I shouldn’t.
I hope one day, these feelings will fade.
For now, his existence is enough, for me to love him quietly, until the candle slowly burns out.
2025-07-20 16:49:24