@the_dobermom: I don’t know if you’ll ever read this. And maybe I don’t even need you to. But that moment in the hallway — it’s haunted me ever since. You and I? We never needed an audience. When we were together, the world disappeared. It didn’t matter who else was in the room — we only ever saw each other. That wasn’t infatuation. That was something beyond. Something I still haven’t been able to name. And when we locked eyes in that hallway, it came rushing back like a scream beneath the silence. I hadn’t looked at you once during that hearing. But in that one second… your eyes melted. Your body moved toward me before your mind could stop it. That wasn’t confusion. That wasn’t pity. That was you. The real you. And I felt every ounce of it — the ache, the anguish, the truth still trapped under everything you’re afraid to say. You’ve always known I see you. Even when you lie. Even when you shut down. I don’t need explanations — I read you. Without words. Without permission. And I know that terrifies you, because when I look at you, I don’t see who you pretend to be — I see the man you’re still running from. And here’s the part I need you to hear: You hold the power to rewrite everything. You always have. Your voice has the strength to change your life, to set things right, to speak the truth you’ve buried for far too long. But you keep biting your tongue. You’ve spent your whole life afraid of saying something wrong, afraid of what the truth might cost you. But silence is costing you more. It’s costing you me. I’m not here to beg. I’m not here to fight for someone who won’t fight for himself. I’m worth too much to shrink myself to that. I can’t jeopardize myself and act as a martyr for a man who is too weak and afraid to do what he knows is right. But I needed you to know this: I saw you that day. And no matter how quiet you stay… Your soul already spoke. — The one who still hears what you’re too afraid to say.

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Monday 28 July 2025 13:30:20 GMT