Arthur @Geovhoo read the whisper

Sötge. @juhovert #23CluesOfPapahGeonvault read the whisper

kissmei @heartsmyst read the whisper

mayla @ianjbung read the whisper

Idzibel read the whisper

Kaizore. read the whisper

t.me/ianjbung

i didn’t leave because i stopped loving her, that would’ve been easier to explain and easier to accept, i left because i loved her too much to keep pretending that i was enough, mayla was the kind of girl people noticed before she even spoke, the kind that made a room feel quieter, brighter, more alive just by being there, and me, i was just… there, existing in the same space, hoping no one would really look too closely, she used to hold my hand like it meant something, like i meant something, and god i wanted to believe that so badly, but love isn’t just about what you feel, it’s about what you can give, and every day i was with her i felt the weight of everything i couldn’t be

i couldn’t give her the life people expected her to have, i couldn’t match the way people looked at her with admiration and certainty, i couldn’t even look at myself without wondering what she was doing with someone like me, she deserved someone who didn’t hesitate to show her to the world, someone who didn’t feel small standing next to her, someone who didn’t have to fight the thought that she could do better because she could, and that’s what broke me, it wasn’t her fault, she never made me feel less, she loved me in a way i didn’t even know i needed, but sometimes love isn’t enough to fix the parts of you that are already broken, so i let her go, not because i wanted to but because staying would’ve been selfish, because loving her meant wanting her to have everything even if that didn’t include me.

t.me/Blondefd

i didn’t leave because i stopped loving him, if anything i loved him in all the wrong ways, the kind that made me lose myself just to keep him close, idzibel was distant in a way i kept trying to understand, always pulling away just when i thought we were getting somewhere, and me, i was the opposite, always reaching, always adjusting, always saying yes even when it hurt, i became everything he needed and nothing i actually was, and somewhere in between his silence and my overthinking, we stopped understanding each other, every conversation felt like guessing, every feeling felt one-sided, like i was speaking a language he never wanted to learn, he never said what he wanted, never made it clear where we were going, and i kept filling in the blanks with hope, convincing myself that if i just tried harder, loved softer, asked less, he would stay, but love shouldn’t feel like constantly apologizing for needing clarity, it shouldn’t feel like begging to be understood, and i started to realize that i didn’t just feel lost in the relationship, i felt small, like i had to shrink just to fit into his world, he deserved someone who didn’t need constant reassurance, someone who wouldn’t question his distance.

and i deserved someone who didn’t make me feel like asking for certainty was too much, but i kept blaming myself anyway, telling myself maybe i was too much, too emotional, too needy, until leaving felt like the only honest thing i could do, not because i wanted to but because staying meant continuing to disappear, and the worst part is i still replay everything in my head, wondering if i could’ve loved him in a way that made him stay, wondering if maybe i was the problem all along, but deep down i know the truth, i was trying to build something with someone who was never really there