SevenMinutesBeforeGoodbye
Active Member
Dear @HERSEVENMINUTES ,
It's been a few months since we met, and we grew so close in such a short time, yet I never really posted anything for you. I’ve always wanted to write something for you, so here I am. I’m not great at writing and I’m not poetic either, I’ve just written whatever I feel. You are one of the most important people in my life. The one I adore the most, my first priority.
People texted me after they found out I’m with you. They said Luci is an abuser, he’s boring, this and that, but they don’t know that -
I genuinely enjoy being with you.
I don’t need flirty texts or constant praise.
You’re fun in your own way, and that’s what makes it special.
I loved the dates we went on and every moment we spent together.
You have beautiful eyes.
You have the sweetest smile.
Your face lights up so much more when you smile.
Your hands feel warm and comforting when you hold mine.
You’ve never touched me inappropriately.
You hold my hand while crossing roads.
Sometimes you even carry my sandals for me.
You make sure to keep a hoodie in your bag because you know I feel cold easily in air conditioning.
You visit temples and places of worship for me, even though you’re an atheist.
I was the first person you ever cooked for.
You’ve kept the wrapper of the chocolate I gave you.
You’ve kept the flower I gave you safely in your diary.
People might say this is the bare minimum, and I agree it is, but for me, it means everything. People think love is all about constant affection, sweet talk, and always being perfect. But no, love isn’t a cakewalk. It’s not that simple. Accepting, growing, and healing together, that’s love. Accepting each other’s flaws, working on them, and helping each other heal, isn’t that what love really is ?
A person like me, who casually calls everyone a co-chatter, fell in love. A person for whom even calling someone a “friend” is a big deal, called you her love. I don’t know how, I don’t know why, but I slowly started falling for you. I began to care about you more than anyone else. I wanted to see you grow, become a better person, and take care of yourself. I started loving you selflessly, so much that sometimes I set my own pain aside just to make you feel better. And that’s when I realized, I’m not just attached, I’m in love with you.
We fight. You hurt me sometimes, and I say things I shouldn’t too. But even after everything, I can’t shake off what I feel for you. I don’t fully understand it myself. Despite all our fights, I’ve prayed for you and I always will, because I truly love you.
You’ve been through a lot, and I don’t want to add to it. I’m not leaving you (so I hope people stop spreading rumours, though honestly, I don’t care). We might not end up together, but all I will ever wish for is your happiness, your safety, and your success. You weren’t my first, but you are my last, because right now, I can’t see anyone else in my life but you. You’ll be there in my Seven Minutes, Ashuu.
I love you..
The one who could never be yours, I guess,
NumbAndVoid..
It's been a few months since we met, and we grew so close in such a short time, yet I never really posted anything for you. I’ve always wanted to write something for you, so here I am. I’m not great at writing and I’m not poetic either, I’ve just written whatever I feel. You are one of the most important people in my life. The one I adore the most, my first priority.
People texted me after they found out I’m with you. They said Luci is an abuser, he’s boring, this and that, but they don’t know that -
I genuinely enjoy being with you.
I don’t need flirty texts or constant praise.
You’re fun in your own way, and that’s what makes it special.
I loved the dates we went on and every moment we spent together.
You have beautiful eyes.
You have the sweetest smile.
Your face lights up so much more when you smile.
Your hands feel warm and comforting when you hold mine.
You’ve never touched me inappropriately.
You hold my hand while crossing roads.
Sometimes you even carry my sandals for me.
You make sure to keep a hoodie in your bag because you know I feel cold easily in air conditioning.
You visit temples and places of worship for me, even though you’re an atheist.
I was the first person you ever cooked for.
You’ve kept the wrapper of the chocolate I gave you.
You’ve kept the flower I gave you safely in your diary.
People might say this is the bare minimum, and I agree it is, but for me, it means everything. People think love is all about constant affection, sweet talk, and always being perfect. But no, love isn’t a cakewalk. It’s not that simple. Accepting, growing, and healing together, that’s love. Accepting each other’s flaws, working on them, and helping each other heal, isn’t that what love really is ?
A person like me, who casually calls everyone a co-chatter, fell in love. A person for whom even calling someone a “friend” is a big deal, called you her love. I don’t know how, I don’t know why, but I slowly started falling for you. I began to care about you more than anyone else. I wanted to see you grow, become a better person, and take care of yourself. I started loving you selflessly, so much that sometimes I set my own pain aside just to make you feel better. And that’s when I realized, I’m not just attached, I’m in love with you.
We fight. You hurt me sometimes, and I say things I shouldn’t too. But even after everything, I can’t shake off what I feel for you. I don’t fully understand it myself. Despite all our fights, I’ve prayed for you and I always will, because I truly love you.
You’ve been through a lot, and I don’t want to add to it. I’m not leaving you (so I hope people stop spreading rumours, though honestly, I don’t care). We might not end up together, but all I will ever wish for is your happiness, your safety, and your success. You weren’t my first, but you are my last, because right now, I can’t see anyone else in my life but you. You’ll be there in my Seven Minutes, Ashuu.
I love you..
The one who could never be yours, I guess,
NumbAndVoid..
