t4yden

[t4yden]

You ever find yourself drawn to someone like a moth to a flame? There's this inexplicable magnetic pull that gravitates me towards them, like they're the sun and I'm just a satellite caught in their orbit. It's not just infatuation; it's more profound, more complicated.

See, whenever I like someone, I choose to keep my distance. It's not because I don't want to be close to them, but because they shine so brightly, and I'm afraid my flaws will dull their brilliance. They're this perfect constellation, each star aligned flawlessly, while I'm just a flickering light lost in the vastness.

I love being around them, feeling their energy, absorbing their essence, but it's always from a distance. I don't want to disturb their universe with the chaotic gravity of my imperfections. There's a comfort in admiring them silently, like an unseen audience in the theater of their life.

I've convinced myself that this silent admiration is enough, that I can find fulfillment in the mere presence of their existence. Going near them? No, that's a realm I fear to enter. What if they notice me, see through my façade, and discover the fractures in my own constellations?

So, I'll stay here, content in my corner of admiration. A spectator in the gallery of their greatness, reveling in the beauty of their existence while keeping my own shadows at bay. Sometimes, it's better to be a distant star, basking in the glow of someone else's radiance.

- vans

[t4yden]

forever admiring them from afar.