ㅤBrief, but unforgettable. Me and @Encaanta started as friends, but there was always something soft and quiet lingering between us, something more. So when we finally confessed, it felt inevitable, like we were just giving in to what was already there. But as the days passed, the cracks started to show. The intimacy remained, but the rhythm was off. We loved each other, just not in a way that worked. We kept trying to mold affection into something it couldn’t hold.
ㅤAnd maybe that’s why we broke up, not out of anger, but clarity. We realized too late that some people feel right beside you, just not as someone you're meant to love out loud. So we stepped back, not to undo it, but to preserve what wasn’t broken yet.

ㅤFor all the time me and @tChoiYingzai were together, it always felt like I was kept just outside the door. He never really opened up, and I kept asking myself, was I not trustworthy enough? Was I never the person he'd lean on when it got heavy? He’d grow quiet out of nowhere, sadness taking over without a word, and I was left guessing if I did something wrong. He left me to read between silences and half-hearted reassurances, like I was just a placeholder for something he couldn't admit you needed.
ㅤI spent more time doubting my worth than feeling like I was loved. And now that we’ve broken up, I still don’t know what any of it meant to him. Because, like always, he left me with silence.

ㅤ@GRITNERYEONJUN was always the one with the crowd, the kind of presence that fills every room before you even speak. I, on the other hand, found comfort in shadows, offering what I could: my loyalty, my silence, my shoulder when the world turned too loud. I never promised much, only that I’d be there. But things shifted when whispers turned to warnings, people saying we didn’t make sense, that we were uneven from the start.
ㅤHe asked me to stay, but then he folded into the same uncertainty he tried to run from. One day he'd hold me close, the next he'd chase something shinier. He wanted admiration; I wanted peace. And maybe that’s where we unraveled, caught between love and pressure, until all we could do was walk away.