Chapter 1
The Beginning We Never Questioned
I thought we had time.
Time to fix things.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCibpCa3jNo
Time to grow.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9BD6LcxgFE
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.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSqJzRlYQ99
No dramatic eye contact across a café.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxOmTNbiGlH
No universe-shifting background music.
I met her in a quiet corner of the internet.
A glowing screen.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz0WqXBgLXN
A simple notification.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMhQu0YA4j5
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.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0kRuCIehS8
Random jokes.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMrRyqIlybe
Memes.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKkN9ncq3Dv
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.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgmIN2v5cZV
Her fears.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKi0sqNkiSd
Her dreams she didn’t tell everyone about.
I learned the way she types when she’s happy.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8HNVNx6AdY
The way her replies get shorter when she’s overthinking.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Q38LeOJS5
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? ”226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuYgwwvmV4v
“Nothing. You? ”226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGNRNnopLKZ
“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.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBCc0x3BuGy
When I had a bad day.
And then I noticed something.
I started waiting.
Waiting for her reply.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjLAPOZOMhH
Waiting for her name to light up my screen.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0t1p8nCjSK
Waiting for that tiny notification sound like it meant more than it should.
The talks became longer.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5h8fMaP1k9
The jokes became softer.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbcuJ9Umihe
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.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuoLmiOm7uV
The “have you eaten? ” felt like someone genuinely cared.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLCTrXabFsU
The teasing turned into butterflies.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYgQeexYlWh
The butterflies turned into comfort.
And comfort… turned into attachment.
I didn’t notice the exact moment I fell.
There was no countdown.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0H7egwTMd5
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.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKAuf5QEsCt
No grand gesture.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1KImd9KXnp
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.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsCXKXTUCN4
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.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDrr5z6KOuR
No waiting game.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnl3F8EIDzo
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.