Do you believe in a fairytale?

Could it possibly exist?

It seems crazy that for so long I admired you from afar, and now we’ve finally shared a kiss.

I never thought it would happen in this lifetime, but after a few short years, it suddenly all made sense.

My feelings for you grew so quickly. It’s hard to believe that a simple crush would become something more than an empty abyss.

For a moment, I thought I had found the ending I had always imagined.

The late-night conversations, the way you said my name, the comfort of knowing I no longer had to wonder “what if.”

For once, you weren’t a dream I carried quietly in my heart.

I was written into your history, and somehow, you became one of my favorite chapters.

You were real. And you were mine.

But then it happened. Somehow, it all went wrong.

Not because the love disappeared, or because either of us stopped trying.

But because distance grew where we once stood, and our dreams began pulling us in different directions.

I went from loving you every day to not seeing you at all.

Missing your touch. Craving your voice.

And once again,

I’ve gone back to loving you from afar.