Chapter 1
The Beginning We Never Questioned
I thought we had time.
Time to fix things.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyemEOYO4Nd
Time to grow.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ66DuvmaV7c
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.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFERBEX7KFZ
No dramatic eye contact across a café.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡddJtLEwMBc
No universe-shifting background music.
I met her in a quiet corner of the internet.
A glowing screen.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaraJipdbxR
A simple notification.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3gRjihJu4S
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.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGYt8hoTdYj
Random jokes.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcfdq0jf4B2
Memes.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnIiKw9Xywg
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.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbDi5FXu9DN
Her fears.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY12FxlWD1k
Her dreams she didn’t tell everyone about.
I learned the way she types when she’s happy.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA1ofTr97vQ
The way her replies get shorter when she’s overthinking.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWnp32yptH5
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? ”179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ46r5B3arWr
“Nothing. You? ”179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡefIu1wrUoE
“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.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCCpvqjgceR
When I had a bad day.
And then I noticed something.
I started waiting.
Waiting for her reply.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpBgG8cB3BT
Waiting for her name to light up my screen.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsvN7zdreLb
Waiting for that tiny notification sound like it meant more than it should.
The talks became longer.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrwgF22fwx4
The jokes became softer.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqMbCBv1Ouc
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.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVtUqqslr0w
The “have you eaten? ” felt like someone genuinely cared.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAvMwPD5iYi
The teasing turned into butterflies.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvS5ACm5CpE
The butterflies turned into comfort.
And comfort… turned into attachment.
I didn’t notice the exact moment I fell.
There was no countdown.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz4fNa4hFx3
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.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7OsFhrYe5r
No grand gesture.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUKPlCasRO8
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.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxYj4ejKNSY
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.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoZzwy5thm2
No waiting game.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCBaAjyUKVJ
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.