so i typed a bunch of texts. none of them sent.
anyway here they are. don't make it weird. π₯Ή
literally typed. read it 14 times. then deleted it.
classic me behavior fr.
"draft" should literally be my middle name at this point.
the typed-then-deleted graveyard πͺ¦
here are some photos of times i nearly said it.
spoiler: i did not say it π«
β that little walk by the lights β
β coffee, but mostly staring β
β "we're just friends" lmao β
β the late late drive β
β that one rainy tuesday β
β the goodnight that wasn't β
β the study sesh that wasn't β
β you, mid golden hour β
β literally any random thursday β
said it out loud. into my phone. like a weirdo.
never sent it. of course.
yes i used pen and paper. yes i'm aware that's dramatic.
no i don't want to talk about it.
i don't really know how to say this without how to start this. so i'm just gonna talk like u can hear me even tho u can't.
i think i might be in loβ
ok so the thing is i kinda
ok let me try again π
you make even boring tuesdays feel like a soft little event. like nothing happened, but also somehow everything did. is that crazy. probably.
also i lied when i said i wasn't watching you laugh that one time. i was 100% watching. i was 1000% watching. like a creep but in a sweet way?? hopefully??
anyway β u don't have to do anything with this letter. i just had to say it somewhere even if it's just on this lined paper in my drawer.
ps β your laugh is my favorite sound. i will not be elaborating further.
delete this delete this delete thβ
no. keeping it. growth. π±
if you're reading this, it means i finally got brave. be nice to me. π
yours, kinda always,
β me πΈ
no more drafts. no more pretending the typing dots were "nothing."
actually saying it now. π€
there. said it. finally. no take-backs.
(please don't make this weird okay π₯Ί)
no more drafts folder. promise.