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To the One I Loved in Silence
I donโt even know how to begin this letter.
Maybe because there was never really a beginning for us โ
only glances, half-kept promises,
and moments that felt like forever but meant nothing to you.
I loved you in ways words canโt quite hold.
In the stillness, in the quiet,
in the spaces between your absence and your almosts.
You were never mine, not really,
but I carried you like a secret,
like a prayer I whispered to the night
hoping the stars would turn your heart toward me.
You came to me only when the world was heavy,
when she wasnโt there to hold your hand โ
and I let you.
I let you rest in the softness of me,
thinking maybe, just maybe,
youโd see I was enough.
That I was home.
But the truth?
You were never looking for a home like me.
You were chasing a dream,
and I was just a safe place to land when your wings grew tired.
And nowโฆ
now youโve married her โ
the woman you dreamed of.
And I watched it all from a distance,
grieving a love I never truly had,
mourning a future I only imagined.
You kept calling even when you knew you shouldn't.
Even as vows were waiting to be spoken.
And I โ foolishly โ kept listening.
Because somewhere deep inside me,
I still wanted to believe I was the one.
But I wasnโt.
Iโm not.
She is the dream.
And I?
I was the silence between your dreams.
The almost.
The maybe.
The never.
So this is me โ finally, truly โ letting go.
Not because I want to,
but because I must.
Because I deserve more than borrowed moments.
More than lingering touches that lead to nowhere.
More than being remembered only when itโs convenient.
I hope she gives you everything you searched for.
And I hope you forget the softness of my name,
because Iโm done being your secret sorrow.
I loved you quietly,
but I will leave you loudly โ
in peace, in strength,
and in all the pieces of me you never saw.
Goodbye.
โ The woman who loved you deeper than youโll ever know.
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GHOST
I think Iโm finally starting to understand something painful.
Maybeโฆ I was just a ghost in their life.
Not meant to stay. Just meant to pass through,
to help them find the love they were always searching for and it wasnโt me.
I was the detour.
The lesson.
The moment before their real beginning.
And now I watch from a distance,
silently cheering them on while holding back tears theyโll never see.
They look happy. They moved on like I was just a fleeting season
one they barely noticed had passed.
But I still feel everything.
The laughs, the late-night talks, the promises we never got to keep.
Theyโre all echoes nowโฆ haunting only me.
Maybe some people come into your life just to break your heart open wide enough
to teach you what love isnโt.
And maybe they leave so someone else can one day show you what love really is.
But tonight, that doesnโt make it hurt any less.
-Aliza
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It's my 9 year anniversary on Tumblr ๐ฅณ
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Julyโs menu,
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Even for me, life had its gleams of sunshine.
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โI used to imagine adventures for myself, I invented a life, so that I could at least exits somehow.โ
โ Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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โIf outside validation is your only source of nourishment, you will hunger for the rest of your life.โ
โ Unknown
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Be proud of what you achieve, because you worked hard to earn it.๐
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How sad that you finally realise wholeheartedly in a sense of mind that there'll be peope that is unwilling to help you, in a moment where you needed it badly.. Even your that kind of person who is willing to be approached and as an immediate helping hand in times of their advantageous needs.
December 6, 2021
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