Long distance

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To my Kutty, I miss you alot and I know I've said this countless times but that's the truth, even a day without you feels like months and feels like hell. I wanna say thank you ma, for staying with me, even thought most of the things i do are stupid yet you teach me and guide me and your love and care is something i wished for years to have in my life. So thank you baby, for us, and I won't stop working hard till I tie a knot around your neck and call you my wife kutty. I love you so so much and I'm forever grateful for you ma. With Love, Your Ma

V, I'm love sick. Terribly so. You should be a stranger to me, Any connection we made be through a screen and a six-hour drive. Things can be learned through a glowing box, But you know, my love, that it is harder to interpret Then being able to see one's body language as he tells the pattern of his heart. It is the touch of my person, And the rhythm of his voice That I anticipate. As I complain here, I am only minutes away from retreating back to that screen, Asking you and reading out your responses, Imagining how you would say it to my face. I try so much. And you sometimes let our talks flow easily, And other times leave me staring at a one-word response, Wondering whether or not you are going to close your own eyes forever. Wondering if the voice and touch I anticipate will ever reach me. I hate you for being like this. I hate how you shut down. But I refuse to stay mad. I'd rather seem obsessed than be ignorant Of the way you stiffen up when I mention your parents, Or your school, Or how you go dry when I ask: "Are you okay?" And then you don't say you love me back. I know you love me, But am I pressuring you? I know you are honest, and I express too much concern, And I am entirely too self-aware, But I can't help but make sure my efforts are working. You are precious to me. I don't want to be the bed you rot in all day, Because even as I held you, There would be little comfort void of emptiness. I don't want to be the blade that you tear yourself with, Because even as I felt your warmth, It would be a regret. I won't pry, I wont judge, I promise this to everyone. I only want to hear about your soul. Your art. Your city. Your sports. Your friends. Your dreams, no matter how small. "Tell me when you're comfortable enough to," "Tell me if this is annoying," "I won't judge you," And yet you seem permanently broken. I am not like the others you speak to, I learn and understand. And yet those people have made you put your walls up, So high that I feel as if i'm one of those unhelpful helpers sometimes. When I meet you, I will embrace you. I will ask for a kiss, if you'd like. And I would touch your hair. It looks so soft from the screen, Like I would bury my face in it and smell the sweetness of your soul That has been buried by the cruelty and prejudice of the world. I wonder if your voice would sound the same. I wonder if your hands would be cold and limp From the physical weight of your mental exhaustion, Or if they'd warm up when meeting mine. I may not be as big as your fears and griefs, But my love is sturdier than them. And if you'd prefer to hide from me, To stop loving me, To call this "corny," Then do what you'd like. But I'll wait as long as I let myself. Even if I have just met someone, I can read them, And I wont let myself ignore their suffering. Maybe it is a curse I have, But for you, I'll always see my curse as a blessing. Sympathy is not a weakness, Therapy is not your cure. I love you, baby (please text me back). Good night, Anonymous Loverboy (yes this is men-loving-men)

Dear MyFuture, First and foremost, I just want to thank God for giving me you. Thank you for coming into my life and making it brighter and happier every day. I truly admire you for who you are, and I love everything about you. I promise that one day, I will marry you, travel every country with you, create countless beautiful memories together, and build our own happy family. I want to have kids with you and spend the rest of my life taking care of you and our future kiddos. So please be patient with dada. Dada is still in the process of becoming the man who can give you and our future children a wonderful and comfortable life. Every effort I make is for us and for the future we will build together. See yaaaa soon, My Love 🤗🤍🤍🤍

Mamaskuuuu, cintaaanyaa akuuu hehehehe mas rohman sayangg, my future husband, kyaaaa>< aku malu sendirii ngetiknyaa Kamuuu pastiii capee bangett yawnn, mianhaeyoo aku tadii pagii badmood karena tugass dan aku lagi lagii dapet temen sekelompok yg itu itu lagiii dan sampee ciang pun ngga balas balas chat muuu, maaf aku menduakanmuu dengan tugass huhu:', tapiiii asal mamaskuu tauuuuu akuuu kangen banget hiks🥲😖, dan baruu selesaiii tadii sebelum maghrib huhu:', sayangkuuu pastii cape bangett yaaa? I know u need some space but I still here for uuuu, akuuu ciapp dengan senang hatiii mendengarkan ceritaa mamaskuuuu mwehehhehe, gimanaa akuu ngga makin cintaaa mamaskuu ajaa makin hariii makin keren mwehehehhee, rasa ingin memilikimu makin hariii makin naik😖 gimanaaa niiihh mwehehhe Pokoknyaa I love UuuuUUuu sejagat rayaaa hahahha Terakhir Tembakan cintaaa, piu piu🔫🤍 (๑'ᴗ')ゞ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

halowww sayanggg, heheheeh bobo yang nyenyaaakk yaaa kalo sampeee kabarin akuu i lovee youuu sayangg

Something about you keeps me around, even though I've wanted to throw everything we have away on many occasions. My love for you these days is what I can say, the only thread keeping me striving for life, and now that I'm having a hard time living. I'm distant right now, yes, but you're all I think about. Probably the essence of my living. My love for you is love beyond what my body could comprehend, and yes, we are close friends, but I'm willing to risk it all for you, whether we end up married, old and grey, or we remain each other's biggest cheerleaders separately. I want to see the best happen to you until six feet under. I wish so desperately to talk again, but I fear that I might bring up everything's that's gone wrong since we last spoke. Just know, however you'll always be my favourite, regardless of where life places us. Lots of love, The weary artist.

My Dearest Lyra, my wondrous muse in sky, Can I be honest with you for a bit? I've been keeping this to myself for quite some time now. Dili man ni something super serious or dramatic, but it's something real something I've been quietly feeling every time we talk, every time I see you smile, and every time I remember small things about you. At first, I really thought it was just a simple but big love for you and ringo, kanang uy mobalik kapa ron. Pero as time passed, I realized nga it's more than that. Every time mag-chat ta, it feels light. Every time nga makatawa ka, I find myself smiling too even if wala ka sa akong atubangan. I started to look forward to your messages, to your replies, even to the most random things you say. Wala man ko nag-expect nga mo-like ka ug mo-gugma ka utro balik. Honestly, I'm fine if you don't. What matters to me is that I finally said it. Because for the longest time, I tried to act normal to pretend nga okay ra, nga wala koy gibati. Pero tinuod, naa gyud. Kanang feeling nga gusto lang nimo siya mahibaw-an, bisan dili mo mag-end up together. There were days nga l told myself to stop. Nga ayaw na, kay basin ma-fall ra ko ug ako ra'y masakitan. Pero every time nga muabot ka, every time nga makita nako imong name pop up sa screen, murag makalimot ko sa tanan reason nga gusto ko maglayo. You make things feel calm and happy at the same time. And maybe that's why I decided to write this. Not to make things awkward, not to force anything but just to be honest. Because you deserve to know. You deserve to know that someone out here genuinely admires you, pray and loves you from far. the way you talk, the way you laugh, the way you make others feel comfortable. You're one of those rare people nga bisan gamay lang imong effort, dako kaayo og effect. You have this simple charm that makes people want to stay. And I guess that's what happened to me, l stayed, quietly, admiring you from a distance, but always hoping you're doing fine and happy. I'm not expecting a reply, nor am l asking for anything. l just want to finally breathe. To let these words out nga dugay na kaayo nakatago sa akong heart. Kay bisan unsaon, lisod magpaka-okay kung naa kay gi-feel nga dili nimo masulti. So yeah, I love you and maybe I miss you so much didiw ko, you're more than I planned to. But it's okay. What's important is, you made me feel something real and for that, I'll always be grateful. DIDIWON KO KAM SOBRA. 🍎⭐🐙 unsaon ko man ug ruyag ko molingi ka diri sakon again, i planned this long time ago na ngano man motabo saton. ikaw gud ra karuyagon pakaslan. Love, Didiw asta🐙

To my jaan, my love, my shammas ❤💕 happy 4th month anniversary <3 my blacka. it’s our 5th anniversary we are able to celebrate and the 4th month of being together. i don’t even know where to start, because somehow a simple “happy anniversary” feels way too small for everything i feel for you. i’ve been staring at this for so long because nothing feels enough for you. no words ever feel like they can hold everything i feel, everything we are, everything we’ve built together. but i’ll try, because you deserve to hear it. <3 so enjoy your read. sometimes i sit there and think about how strange and crayzyyy it is that you’re not physically here, how can someone who started as just a person on a screen have become my person. like somehow, out of everything and everyone, it was you. and it still is you. every single day. not just someone i love, not just someone i talk to every day. you feel like something that exists in me. like i know where to find you, because in you’re in my world and you’ll probably never realize how much you’ve become part of me. you’re just everywhere in my life. in my thoughts, in the way i smile at nothing, in the way my mood shifts just from hearing you, the way i feel, the way my days are shaped around you being there. you’re the first person i want to tell things to, the one i look for without even thinking, ‘did blacka text?’ and even then the surface wasn’t just enough for you.. was it? you don’t even leave me alone in the quiet parts of me. the parts i don’t want show anyone. the late night thoughts, the overthinking, the rude side i try to hide... and somehow you never made it feel like too much. you just understood it, or at least you tried to, and that means more to me than anything. it’s like you found a place in me that no one else ever reached, and you stayed there without trying. and yeah, we’ve had our moments, like the drama i create, the silence sometimes, the misunderstandings, the small fights, moments where things felt fragile, the times where words didn’t come out right, where emotions got heavy. but even then, there was something underneath those negative things that NEVER broke. . even with everything we’ve been through in these months, something kept pulling me back to you and you back to me every SINGLE time. and bro it’s not even forced, it’s just the heart wanting to be with you again. like no matter what happens, in those moments, we never stop choosing eachother. because everytime we stay & we always work through it. we don’t let go. nd i’m sorry for this sudden break shit, i rlly don’t know whats possessing me saying all that crap to you. even now, i’m still thinking about you. and i really love you, like really, really. i hate that i make it complicated, not me crying rn 💀💀💀pathetic, because i chose it for myself, i still am at loss ☹ i dont even want it anymore ... but guess what there hasn’t been 1 day we didn’t speak to eachother and of course i wouldn’t break that record so yeah here i am writing my heart to you even when you don’t read. i guess it all just happens naturally, because it’s you. overcomplicating everything because i feel everything 50x stringer when you’re involved >:( like even this letter, but i hope you enjoy love <3 but still i love you not just for the good moments, but for all of it. the chaos, the comfort, the silence, the laughs. i love the way you are, the way you talk to me, the way you exist in my life without even trying to be anything other than yourself. i think about all the time we’ve spent together, all those hours that never felt like too much. talking about everything and nothing, staying up way too late, laughing at things no one else would understand. it never felt forced, never felt empty. it was always us, just being us, and somehow that became my favorite place to be. sometimes i wish i could explain to you exactly how much you mean to me, but it’s deeper than words. what we have isn’t loud in the way people expect love to be. it’s not about grand things or perfect moments. it’s in the hours we lose together without noticing. it’s in the way time bends when it’s just us. it’s in the small things that would mean nothing to anyone else but feel like everything to me. it’s in every little habit we have, every inside joke, every moment that’s just ours. no one else would get it, and that’s what makes it so special. you’re not just someone i love. you’re my place, my home, my comfort. my person in a world that feels too big sometimes. like standing under a sky that feels too big but still somehow feels like home. like something i feel in my chest before i can even put it into words. and even with all the distance, even with everything that makes this harder than it should be, though it’s sad i can’t be there with you for this anniversary, but it doesn’t change what this means to me. if anything, it makes me feel it even deeper. because what we have isn’t about being in the same place, it’s about how close you are to me in every way that matters. i still feel you in my days, in my thoughts, in everything i do. distance doesn’t take that away 😊!! even if i can’t stand next to you right now, my heart is still with you, like it always is, like it always will be. so i don’t care about the distance or how things look to anyone else for example some noob friend, nobody can change my mind on how i feel about you and i’ll let anyone know who wants to hear it. what we have is real to me. you are real to me. i’ve never once felt like you weren’t real to me. if anything, you feel more real than things i can touch. this 4th month isn’t just time passing or just a number. it’s a collection of moments that turned into something meaningful. it’s proof. it’s the proof that what we have didn’t just stay a passing feeling, it grew. quietly, deeply, in its own way. and i love that it grew with you. and we didn’t even notice that it’s alrdy 119 DAYS long. i wouldn’t want to miss any anniversary, NEVEREVER. and if i could, and i would choose US & YOU again and again and FOREVER. in every version of ALL the possible WORLDS <3 nd ofc i don’t know exactly what the future looks like for us, but i do know that i want you in it. i want more memories, more conversations, more moments where it’s just us being us. No matter how far apart we are, you still feel one of the closest to my heart. so yeah, happy anniversary my love <3, my blacka, my jaan, my shammas. thank you for being mine, and letting me be yours. you’re the just my forever i didn’t know i could find. thank you for being you. thank you for staying, for caring, for making me feel the way i do, in good and fragile. i’m really, really grateful for you. let’s aim for 690 anniversaries atleast <3

I hope our love begins to blossom more, you are the most perfect person ever and maybe I don’t show it enough but I REALLY REALLYY like you 🥹. I hate when you think you aren’t good enough because you really are, you’re the most funny person ever and I wanna laugh to your jokes until the day I die. The things we can talk about makes me so happy, especially about your pets too!! You may never see this but I hope one day I can come back on here and talk about our love.

Knowing you might like my best friend is kinda gut wrenching, I mean, I’ve loved you since I first saw you, but if it’s not meant to be then who am I to stop it all? I will miss thinking about how we would’ve spent out future together, side by side, but if this is what’s going to happen then I wish you the best, truly. Just know you were the sweetest boy I’ve met :’)

i miss you so much