Chapter 1
The Beginning We Never Questioned
I thought we had time.
Time to fix things.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpUhUSCCAPK
Time to grow.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYCQjQzFjqo
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.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlHi0GJYoPe
No dramatic eye contact across a café.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIh97sLUI9I
No universe-shifting background music.
I met her in a quiet corner of the internet.
A glowing screen.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFxNhbS7iEf
A simple notification.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡElkmIX5Zj2
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.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwSdAwYYLr7
Random jokes.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE3sUInnKMo
Memes.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJXXD7SAZ7F
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.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyvmuZK7NcP
Her fears.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYynHEptDWN
Her dreams she didn’t tell everyone about.
I learned the way she types when she’s happy.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx1uCPOzrgP
The way her replies get shorter when she’s overthinking.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8UQnNi2NyG
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? ”180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡegCzhuysR2
“Nothing. You? ”180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7HuWNykAey
“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.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnWTqS2nHgL
When I had a bad day.
And then I noticed something.
I started waiting.
Waiting for her reply.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtGWIDWpq7Z
Waiting for her name to light up my screen.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDRiJkEn24H
Waiting for that tiny notification sound like it meant more than it should.
The talks became longer.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXYjWAbPGhO
The jokes became softer.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqrIetdUJml
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.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiCxoIfPIx4
The “have you eaten? ” felt like someone genuinely cared.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd4TUOVwdd2
The teasing turned into butterflies.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsq5BRQn3Q9
The butterflies turned into comfort.
And comfort… turned into attachment.
I didn’t notice the exact moment I fell.
There was no countdown.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwgKhTt10lu
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.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡylHaPbOHc8
No grand gesture.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdTCMkeCE2u
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.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡojooVooFXG
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.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi4zzQyQqmQ
No waiting game.180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE48GzZTtkO
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.