Chapter 1
The Beginning We Never Questioned
I thought we had time.
Time to fix things.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgq8GFDJ753
Time to grow.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡedFFaPncYx
Time to become better for each other.
But love doesn’t wait for you to mature.
By the time I realized how much she meant to me, I was already watching her slowly slip away, not because she stopped loving me, but because I didn’t know how to love her the way she needed.
That’s my regret.
Not that we ended.
But I didn’t fight the right way while we were still together.
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I didn’t meet her in a crowded room.
There were no accidental touches.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtubfS53QON
No dramatic eye contact across a café.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzo7ZVuDpSF
No universe-shifting background music.
I met her in a quiet corner of the internet.
A glowing screen.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlpDWt0a4Gc
A simple notification.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtRfXtU1s1d
A message that didn’t look important at first.
If I had known that small “hi” would change the way my heart works, maybe I would have stared at it a little longer before replying.
But I didn’t.
It started simple.
Late-night conversations that lasted until 2 a.m.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnWuk50XBah
Random jokes.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSWZeOXfxFe
Memes.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡblk4bb2T32
Stories about our day.
She was miles away, but somehow she felt closer than anyone physically beside me.
There’s something dangerous about meeting someone online.
You fall in love with their mind first.
Her thoughts.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRWoxF29sbm
Her fears.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqzvK8bAeAz
Her dreams she didn’t tell everyone about.
I learned the way she types when she’s happy.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx7N5sFDUwQ
The way her replies get shorter when she’s overthinking.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSWrnsCJtXe
The way she says “it’s fine” when it’s not.
No one warned me that you can miss someone you’ve never held.
No one warned me that a screen can become a doorway to something real.
At first, it was nothing special.
Just two strangers passing time.
“What are you doing? ”225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡguWZCl05mL
“Nothing. You? ”225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh7iAXYWpCs
“Have you eaten yet?”
Simple questions that seemed meaningless.
But that’s where things begin without you even realizing it.
Our conversations weren’t grand. Nothing deep right away. No dramatic confessions. Just casual talks about school, stress, and random thoughts at midnight.
But slowly, something shifted.
She became the first person I wanted to tell things to.
When something good happened.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv5XhH3KbIS
When I had a bad day.
And then I noticed something.
I started waiting.
Waiting for her reply.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDc6GfQFu8s
Waiting for her name to light up my screen.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUue6zXr4Vp
Waiting for that tiny notification sound like it meant more than it should.
The talks became longer.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLSInwoc5H8
The jokes became softer.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVHtXO7pcW5
The “good nights” turned into “don’t sleep yet.”
There was this one night—nothing special on the outside—when we were just laughing about something stupid. And suddenly I caught myself smiling at my phone like an idiot.
That’s when it hit me.
This isn’t just casual anymore.
The “take care” started feeling warmer.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR0QP1xOEe1
The “have you eaten? ” felt like someone genuinely cared.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcLeUpoPDIG
The teasing turned into butterflies.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2wE3QVO2k3
The butterflies turned into comfort.
And comfort… turned into attachment.
I didn’t notice the exact moment I fell.
There was no countdown.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZE91SnI1KC
No warning.
Just one day I realized
She wasn’t just part of my routine.
She was my favorite part of it.
And that’s how it started.
Not with fireworks.
But with simple conversations, I slowly learned how to make my heart beat differently.
There was no courtship.
No dramatic confession under the rain.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVFhu6u9K5W
No grand gesture.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Aguwanhqm
No countdown.
One night, in the middle of another ordinary conversation, something changed.
“You know… this feels different now.”
I don’t even remember who said it first.
But I remember the silence after.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq3521JkEUT
The kind of silence that isn’t awkward, just heavy with truth.
We both knew.
We both felt it.
There was no need for long explanations because everything had already been said in the way we stayed up for each other… in the way we chose each other every day without announcing it.
“So… are we together now? ”
It sounded simple. Almost careless.
But my heart was anything but calm.
And just like that, we are together.
No courtship.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfoyIfQby24
No waiting game.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL0tlBfhHGU
No slow build-up.
Because sometimes, when you’ve talked to someone long enough, when you’ve already shared your fears, your weaknesses, and your real self at 2 a.m. What more is there to prove?
We didn’t need convincing.
We just needed courage.
And for a while, it felt perfect.
It felt easy.
It felt like we skipped the complicated part and went straight to being “us.”
Maybe that was the beauty of it.
Or maybe…
That was where we rushed.
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and then Add to home screen.