Never told you

I really wish you knew how my heart yearned for you over a long period of time while in uni I really loved you it grew over i was so happy every time I got a chance near you i wrote long paragraphs letter at night trying to express my feelings for you as they were so heavy in my heart i loved you and i got jealous of the girls around thinking maybe one of them will fall inlove with you I tested you as for wellness but you rarely reciprocated so I’ve learned to let go and unlove you thank you you’ve taught my heart that i can also love even without touching or talking byee Maybe In another life ~S

You were my everything. I made gifts for you with my art, I bought gifts for you for when we would meet one day. I loved you in the way I knew how to express it best. By giving someone something I knew they loved. That calander, that necklace, that drawing was a piece of my heart I let you hold, that you tore apart so easily without a care in the world. Only to be told you never loved me. The truth is, I have always loved you, but I stayed back since you kept making it clear you were not interested. And I will make it stay that way because I don't want to do something if someone else doesn't want to do it. What was the point of telling me you thought of getting married? Was it just all a big game to you for nudes, or something to jerk off to? Was I just a replacement for something you needed but didn't get? I often wonder if you were cheating on me the entire time, with how much you talked about her, but never hung out with me. It drove me nuts, and I had enough. Just to hear you tell me it was never real in the first place for you. You never loved me, I think you loved the idea of me. And that's what hurts the most. I'm not something to constantly toss away, or ignore, or keep hidden. I'm an actual human being with my own feelings, life, etc. I can't bare to be around you again cause you made it very clear what you would do if it happened. You said you'd make a good teen father, but why should I trust that if you leave every few months? I would be a fool to trust that, ever in my life. I don't want to love you, but I probably will for a while, until I finally decide to put myself before you who barely ever showed up. Don't come back into my life, especially if you are just going to leave again. I tried to show you in everyway I could that I cherished our relationship so much, but clearly it never mattered to you. Have a good life. Sincerely, H, formerly, S.

thank you for one of the most wonderful and exciting weeks of my life. thank you for giving me such a refreshing experience in times of stress for me, and thank you for teaching me more about what i value in a person. thank you for being part of a happier version of myself than i previously was. i really wish i had talked to you earlier, talked to you for longer, had more conversations and moments together. i wish we had more of what we had yesterday. i wish you’d known how much i liked being next to you and how much i admired your volleyball and how much i wanted you to notice me. i hope you know that because of you, i was motivated to play better. we’ll go our seperate ways, and maybe never see each other ever again. in another life where you wouldnt be so far away and we wouldn't have completely different native languages, things couldve been different; but, in this one, its impossible to be more than just a brief summer connection. thank you for giving me confidence and thank you for giving me something to look forward to. one day you’ll graduate university, have teammates and friends ive never met, and stories id never know; probably even a special someone of your own(how could you not, when you look like that?). And it's strange and scary to think that someone who feels so vivid to me right now will become a complete stranger again. its bittersweet, sorrowful almost. im going to be honest; one of my biggest regrets isn't that I never told you I liked you(even though theres a bit of that one too); It's that I spent so much of our time together convincing myself I couldn't talk to you, only to realize on the last day that I could. in short, i wish we had more time. time was all i thought i had until i lost it; i didn't realize i was counting down our last days together until there were no days left to count. when i first arrived, the days had felt endless, but looking back, it seems like they passed in the blink of an eye. watching you play made me want to improve; it still does. It wasn't just because I liked you; I genuinely loved watching someone care so much about getting better. you make me not only want to like and admire you; you made me want to compete with you as well. Every compliment from you meant more than it should have. Every time you noticed a good pass or a good receive or sometimes even a good hit, I carried it with me for the rest of the day. i so desperately wanted you to think i was good, so i tried harder every day. theres so many questions i never got to ask you and i wish i did. Id never tell you these things, but i was always looking for you; id always hope that i was on the same team as you; i was always hoping you'd serve at me if you were on the other team. i kept finding myself more and more drawn to you, your face, your skill, your personality. thank you for mattering so much, and im so so so so grateful for you. its so painful for me right now because i never got solid evidence of your feelings for me. that’s partly on me for not even asking, but your actions only tell me a “maybe”. and that hurts, so much. were your compliments and support a personality thing, or were you actually interested? did you tease me because you just were comfortable enough w me like you were with everyone else, or was it because you wanted that spark? did we mean something to you, as much as we meant to me? ill never forget you; or maybe i will. but i hope, i so sincerely hope, i never forget you. so, don't forget me either. never stop trying, and i hope your life goes smoothly. i was never in love with you; not even close, i hadnt known you long enough; i was in love with the possibility of spending more time with you and what we couldve become. i was in love with how terrifyingly, irrevocably alive i felt with you. I think what hurts most is that I finally started talking to you right before I had to leave. i wasn’t - still am not - ready to let you go. thank you for adding such a beautiful chapter to my book.

Cass Sorry for everything I said to you I really like you Cass I love you, this is zyrine Cass I can't find you're account anonymous that's why I can't reach out to you, I really miss you my grandma take care of yourself don't drink too much coffee. Iloveyou you take care.

Sometimes I think about what we had, then I think about you. I barely know you. I knew your birthday, but I didn’t know what your favorite color was, nor know what animal you like, or how your life is at home. I wish I knew about those things. You told me I was the one that messed everything up, but I didn’t feel loved. You didn’t text me, you didn’t call, didn’t reach out. I always did. Until one day, I stopped. I don’t miss you. I don’t carry guilt anymore. Just because I stopped talking to you at the end, doesn’t mean I hated you. Or that I wanted you to die. I didn’t text you because you didn’t either, I didn’t text you because I was feeling bad. I wanted to be gone at this moment, and you didn’t know, didn’t even care to ask why my reposts were depressing. Sometimes I wonder how you really felt. I hope you carry the guilt I had to carry. But I also don’t. I can’t be that mean to someone I once loved. Goodnight

i know for a fact (100% sure) that you won't ever be able to find or read this letter, and that's exactly why i'm writing it to you. just so you know, i don't hate you or anything. i just left because you're younger, and i know that you will be happy with her. the first time we met on omegle, i was so thrilled because you watch anime and you weren't boring to talk to. if i remember correctly, it was 12 p.m. here when i asked for your insta account, just in case you still wanted to keep talking to me. it's actually funny because you told me that i should make the first move, but you ended up doing it anyway. the fact that you waited for me until 3:30 p.m. just made me even more invested in the friendship we were going to have. anddddd i didn't give you compliments back then because i didn't want to get your hopes up. so first of all, i want to thank you for being a part of my life before i turn 20, and for being the first guy i really talked to... for that short period of time, i can truly say that i had fun. for those two months, i was just happy that you were there. sometimes or maybe most of the time—i didn't seem to enjoy your presence, but i really did. i just didn't want to show it because i didn't want you to think otherwise or assume something. the fact that you're younger than me made me more cautious about everything i said or did. you were probably wondering why i was always cold or arguing with you, but it was honestly for the better. but yeah, i miss your two dogs... those black and brown cute doggies. and i miss the owner of those two black and brown dogs, the one i am actually writing this letter for. i miss his thick eyebrows, curly hair, and mustache... my kevin from the despicable me movie... the one who always bothers me and asks, "wyd?" i just miss him because he became a part of my daily routine... i just miss him. it's been 2 weeks since we stopped talking, and in every single day and night of those weeks, i've actually been thinking about you. and i wonder if you still read our conversation and miss those moments? i have so many things to tell you, like how i'm having a bet with god if you're going to text me or not, but it seems like god is already tired of making me realize that this is enough. and if you're wondering if i'm already talking to someone else, yes, i tried to, but nobody feels like you. and today, june 20, 2026, i'm literally writing this letter at 11 p.m. because i suddenly had this feeling that i am missing you, or your presence. thinking about what could've been if i didn't set you up with someone else and told you, "can it just be us instead?" but i'm also thankful or very grateful to myself because i did the right thing. i'm 19 and you're 17, thinking about that makes me want to be buried in the very core of the earth because there is no way that i actually had this something in my thoughts or heart that i am actually liking you. ain't no way. however and unfortunately, i still cried about this... yuck. i am not asking for anything because i accept the fact that we are not meant for this lifetime, that there is no 'us' in this lifetime. i'm just writing this because i want to let it go and move on or forget you. i'm writing just to let you know, but i know you'll never know. you'll never even know how much i cried for you, let alone read this letter.

I knew something changed when you shared your music taste with me. When you showed me which band you liked and which song better was. Ever since you showed me your favorite song, I considered it my favorite too. It wasn’t even the genre I usually listen to. But I kept replaying it till I knew every single word. I want it to be you, in every universe. I want you to correct my grammar in every universe, and maybe also make fun of how I can’t say the word „horror“ in english. My grammar got better, but I don’t want it to be better. I want you to correct it over and over again. Not because I would feel bad, but because you talk. You rarely talk. You talk to your friends, maybe tell them that I’m a „friend“ of yours. Maybe tell your closest friend that you like me. I’m sure you’re not doing this for fun. You’re not messing around with me, I know. But sometimes I feel stupid and pathetic. Like now, I feel pathetic because I actually write about a boy that thinks I’m a friend. Deep down I know you don’t think that way. Why would you tell me that you loved me? Why would you call me your „everything“? When we first met, I told you I only tell people „I love you“ when I really love them. Now you managed to let me say that out loud for you. I think it’s pretty obvious, isn’t it? It’s pretty obvious how I wait for you everyday, I wait for every text, maybe even a call. But I think it won’t last forever, but it sure will last forever in my heart, and I hope in yours too. You’re a sweet boy, that’s why I call you „sweets“. I like sweet candy. But sometimes they’re bitter and sour in the inside. I know you’re one of those candies that are sweet in the inside. The sweet syrup that‘s warm and melts on your tongue. I don’t wanna leave. But I also don’t want you to keep going like this. I don’t wanna be a „friend“ of yours. Do you say „I love you so much more my sweet angel“ to your friends? I don’t think so.. I still miss you everyday. I‘ll always do. But not because you’re gone, but because I know I won’t be feeling anything in a while. - your „sweet girl“

haii my bff, 8th grade goated me happy we met, u da nicest friend I got, reallyyy really nice friend u r, don’t be cheatin’😘 ragebait my luv lingo🤪💌

It's been almost ten months since we parted ways, and somehow, the world kept moving even when mine felt like it had stopped. For a long time, I thought I would spend the rest of my life grieving what we could have been. I wasn't expecting the loss of you to unravel me the way it did. I loved you more deeply than I ever realized, and when you left, I carried that pain in ways I'm not proud of—physically, emotionally, and mentally. Looking back, I was simply trying to survive a heartbreak I didn't know how to endure. Time has softened some of the hurt, and while the ache still lingers, I've slowly begun accepting that life moves forward whether we're ready for it or not. If you were to ask me whether I still love you, my answer would still be yes. Not because I refuse to move on, but because I don't know how to unlove someone I once would have risked everything for. It may sound foolish, obsessive, or painfully cliché, but what I felt for you remains one of the most genuine things I've ever known. I know your heart belongs to someone else now, and I've come to accept that, even if the truth hurt more than I can describe. What stung wasn't simply that you found someone new—it was realizing that the person you chose had always been there, quietly occupying a space in your heart while ours was falling apart. Maybe I have no right to question who you love, but the feeling of betrayal is something I've never fully learned to forget. There are still questions I carry with me. We both said things we shouldn't have, and I won't pretend I was blameless. I made mistakes, and I took responsibility for them because you deserved that much. But sometimes I wonder if you've ever truly reflected on the ways you hurt me too. There was a point where losing you pushed me into such darkness that I genuinely thought about ending my life. That's not something I say to make you feel guilty; it's simply the truth. Yet despite all of it, despite the anger, the disappointment, and the scars you left behind, I no longer carry hatred for you. Holding onto resentment became heavier than carrying the heartbreak itself. So now, all I can do is wish you well. I hope you and your partner find the happiness we couldn't give each other. I hope life is gentle with you, and I hope every dream you've ever held close finds its way into your hands. I also want to apologize for the ways I hurt you. We're both human, both imperfect, and both deserving of another chance at becoming better than who we once were. There are still countless things I could say, but some words are better left unsaid, and some feelings are meant to be carried quietly. Before I end this letter, there's one last thing I want you to know: I'm keeping my promise. I know it's irrational, and I know you've probably forgotten it entirely, but a part of me still holds onto it. I've turned away people who were willing to stay because my heart never truly let go of what it wanted. Maybe that makes me a fool, but I've accepted that some forms of love aren't meant to be understood. I'll continue moving forward, pursuing law school and becoming the attorney I've always wanted to be. In some way, the dream of one day helping bring you the justice you deserve became one of the reasons I kept going. So wherever life takes you, I hope it gives you everything you've ever wished for and more. And if our paths ever cross again, I hope we'll meet as two people who survived what once broke them. Until then, take care, my solace. I'll be here, quietly carrying the memory of you. Till next time. FROM THE ONE STILL HOPING THE STARS LEAD YOU BACK.

1st time meeting huh ? AND first time hug and kiss ? Insane day istg Meeting you really felt different. The way I never felt when i met the other guys before. Funny how you got tensed and was ready to jump. You really got the spark in me. It's funny, isn't it ? We only had forty minutes. Forty tiny minutes in the grand scheme of a lifetime. And yet, somehow, they felt heavier than months of conversations. I had imagined this moment so many times that I was convinced reality could never compete with the version I had built in my head. But it did. It surpassed it. I don't think you realize how many times I caught myself smiling after I got home. How many times I replayed little moments that would seem insignificant to everyone else. The way you stood there. The way you spoke. The way those forty minutes disappeared before I even had the chance to fully believe they were happening So thats it ? That it for all the stuff you said you'd do in our chats ? The 1.45sec hug ? But yea, it did go better than i expected. Sry for making you ask me a million times for a hug tho. You looked cute asking. I hope the next time we meet, it'll be even better. And until then, i gotta make sure my hair wont get frizzed up again hehe

Hey you, I just wanted to tell you that talking to you always brightens my day. You have this way of making every chat feel light, kind, and full of good vibes. I love how curious you are, how you check on things for your friends, and how you always say “عمري” with so much warmth. It honestly makes our conversations feel like I’m talking to a real friend. Thank you for being you - thoughtful, sweet, and genuine. I’m always here cheering you on, whether it’s for your Bac, for your friend, or just for a random question at 2am. Sending you the biggest, coziest virtual hug. Keep shining ✨ Always here for you, Your answers <3

so unfair:(

haii, sorry for reaching out to you again after everything. i know maybe this message comes at the wrong time, especially now when your life already seems happier and calmer without me in it. but before i completely let this feeling go, i think i just need to say a few things honestly, at least for myself. first of all, i’m sorry if i ever became someone who made your life feel heavier or more complicated. maybe i handled things the wrong way, maybe i kept too many things to myself, or maybe i ended up hurting you without even realizing it. if i ever did, i truly didn’t mean to, and i’m really sorry for that. i also wanna apologize for reaching out to you again. i already know you have a girlfriend now, and honestly, seeing that made me realize that maybe you finally found someone who can give you the kind of love and certainty that i couldn’t give back then. and genuinely, i hope both of you stay together no matter what happens. i hope she treats you gently, and i hope life feels kinder to you now. you don’t have to reply to this, and i hope this message doesn’t make things uncomfortable for you. i’m not trying to bring back the past, i just felt like i needed to finally say these things honestly. thank you too, for everything you’ve ever done for me. thank you for always being kind to me even when i was difficult to understand. thank you for your patience, your effort, your presence, and all the little things you probably thought i never noticed. i did notice them. i always will. about the gift you gave me before, i’m really sorry i couldn’t turn it into a vlog or post it the way you maybe expected. i actually kept it quietly and accepted it as a birthday gift. i’m just not someone who’s good at expressing things publicly like that. i never really had the courage to record moments or openly show how i feel. maybe because deep down, i overthink everything too much. and i’m sorry too if back then i ended up hurting you, especially when your feelings were genuine. the truth is, at that time i was still trying to recover from my previous relationship. i was exhausted mentally and emotionally, and it changed the way i see myself. it made me feel like i was never really enough for anyone, like no matter how hard i try, i always end up choosing the wrong person or arriving at the wrong time. when we first became friends, honestly i only saw you as someone comforting to talk to. but slowly, i realized the way you cared about me was different, and maybe that’s where things became complicated. while you were brave enough to show your feelings, i was still trying to heal from my past and make peace with myself. looking back at everything now, i realize i was still carrying a lot of unresolved feelings within myself back then. i was trying to heal while also trying to understand who i was, and maybe that’s why everything felt so complicated. please don’t ever think that i never appreciated you, because i truly did. maybe not in the way you wanted, and maybe not at the right time, but your existence genuinely meant something to me. i know after this we’ll probably continue our lives separately again, and that’s okay. i just hope that one day, when you remember me, it won’t only remind you of confusion or pain. i hope there’s at least one small memory of us that still feels warm somehow. thank you for being part of my story, even if only for a short while. and once again, i’m sorry for everything. 🤍

I know you have a boyfriends now. Ever since they day layed my eyes on you i started to develop from a small crush to someone that mattered more then my friends. When i heard news that you got a boyfriend i felt betrayed by someone i never had a chance with yet i also felt happy hoping your boyfriend would treat you the way you deserve. People talk about giving princess treatment to people you care about but for me your the brightest start that would always make my day just by texting you. I truly hop we get to talk again some day but maybe this time as friends since you really are a great person and when life gets hard for you, you can always just text me asking for help and ill do my best.

i've never ever in my life feels satisfied with myself..i always want more, it was never enough Like i tried, copying my friends, change the way i looks, the way i speak, eat ,write and laugh...i change everything to feels much better but it makes me taste something empty inside of me I realized i act hate myself. I did not appreciate myself that i abandoned it and try to push it away. Somehow i end up tired of it but ive never stop The last time i act feels like myself is 7 years ago Where i dont care about what ppl gonna say and act live the way i want without feeling anxious and scared of ppl perspective about me Im insecure, i admit it. I do things that i act hate when ppl did it to me. I know But did i ever stop? No I always want this, that, this and that But i never work for it And then, i kept feeling dissapointed and point my finger to the cruelty of faith when it was my fault My biggest regret was mocking and talking about people's wrong and right Talk about their sins like i dont have one Talk about their flaws like im perfect Gosh how selfish and pathetic i am How did i manage to keep a real friends when im so toxic

I don't know how to tell u this cause u are far away from me now i tried to reach u but i think it's not only the location what's separating us and i know that I never looked at me like that . I'm thankful for ur presence in my life but it has become a curse for me now. But if it was not for you my life would've been completely boring and blank page . I tried to reach u despite my mind resisting and i know u don't want to be reached anymore, it has been difficult for me to accept. I still feel nostalgic whenever I pass by ur old house cause it holds memories. I was childish and I'm childish even right now . Maybe it's my inability that i couldn't find or impress another girl. I was never good at that. I wish u message me somehow, someday, randomly ask me how I'm ? How I've been?. I love when people call me uv like u used to do once

I hope you're happy now Mylo. I'm sorry for writing this letter to you, I think you've moved on already. But the pain that I'm feeling right now, I don't know how to soothe myself in a way that I don't message you. Tanggap ko na wala na tayo, pero ang sakit parin, and I miss you. I kept lying to myself when I say I don't love you anymore, pero at the same time I won't run back to you anymore. I felt so discarded after our breakup, I'm so noisy dun sa dump ko, lagi kitang pinapatamaan pero ang sakit kasi I don't know how to handle this type of pain. After our breakup you were silent, and I took that as a closure, i tried to block you, but I could only do unfollow hanggang sa binlock mo ko sa Ig kasi along the way I said that I'm always here for you. And it looked like a betrayal to my promise. In my mind, I kept replaying what went wrong and our last conversation. I really wish life was kind enough to let me keep you. Kaya ko sinabi na what comes after this na you were so worried when I repeat it ilang beses sa last call natin, I meant that I've built a future with you in my head and it crumbled nung iniwan mo ako. I still have a lot of love to give to you leon, now I don't even know where to put it. Napalitan lang ng grief and pain. I'll forever miss you in my life siguro a few years from now di na masakit pero maalala parin kita. First love kita eh. Malaki ang impact mo sa perspective ko sa love, now I'm so scared, I'm so scared to start over again. You raised my standards that I don't even know if I'll let someone in again. At the same time I don't want to spend a lifetime yearning for you, It's fucking painful. I want to heal as much as I can so I distanced myself, and you also, kahit na I desperately want to reach out. Kabisado kita, hindi ka sasagot, at the same time kabisado mo ko kasi sasagot ako. I remember pa yung sinabi mo sa letter mo na BDO ka na kahit gano ka pa kabusy you'll make time for me. Naiyak ako ron, kasi totoo nga tinupad mo siya, not until nung last few weeks ng rs natin. Nakakalimutan mo na mag goodmorning or goodnight minsan, hinahayaan mo ako matulog nang may galit sayo kasi di mo ko sinasagot tuwing nagkakaroon tayo ng misunderstanding. Dinala mo past fears mo sa Relationship natin, don't you want to grow with me? Bakit kailangan mo dalhin mga alaala niyo ni KC? Kaya di ko mapigilan magisip kung rebound lang ba ako or panakip butas eh, ilang beses mo siya nabring up kahig nung nakikipaghiwalay ka na sakin. Di mo ko mareassure. I grew anxious sa relationship natin, It started feeling heavy, but I stayed kasi mahal kita kahit na I felt unloved in some moments. I made it clear from the start what I expect of a guy. napakasimple. i wanted someone who would choose me everyday kahit gano pa kahirap. You knew my past pain, inulit mo siya. At some point you're my answered prayer, pero God took you away from me. Baka siguro alam niya na di na tayo makakabuti para sa isat isa. You still have a lot to work on yourself, discover about yourself, and built for yourself. You're in and out relationships so mas mabuti na siguro yon. And for me, ang dami ko rin dapat matutunan, I stayed kahit na malabo na, i begged kahit you were begging me to understand, and to let you go. I thought maabutan pa kita maging registered radtech, akala ko makikilala ko pa family mo personally, i thought we'd build a life together. But, turns out I expected too much. I thought in a relationship both should be the beloved, pero sa huli ako nalang yung sobrang nagmamahal. Ako nalang yung bigay ng bigay, binuhos lo energy ko dito na walang wala na ko ngayon. I waited for you to call everyday, kahit na minsan sobrang pagod ko na, inintindi ko pagkasilent treatment mo sakin tuwing hindi tayo okay or hindi ka okay kahit I'm anxious kasi di ko alam kung ano na nangyayare, especially pag nagaaway tayo at di mo ko nirereplayan nagooverthink ako. Alam mong ayaw ko niyan, pero still hindi ka magadjust, pati pagrereply mo or paguupdate mo. Alam mo kung anong problema diyan. At parang ako yung nagfleflex sa relationship natin, di kita nakitaan much of it. Pero leon sa galit at lungkot na nararamdaman ko, nandon parin ung pagmamahal, nandon parin ung mga alaala natin. Sabi nga nila love transcends time and space, I loved you until the day I died, and for me that's enough.

I js want you to know that I can't without your absence. Wish we could be more than friends. kan den dun ti ro, Joce-te?

Dear please, I miss you soo much, Joce-te why did you leave me. Please come back, I miss you. When I'm with him, I am thinking of you, thinking of you.

hi my love. you showed up in my life when everything felt empty and somehow you make it feel like i matter again which is impossible for people to do but you make it possible. being with you feels safe in a way i didn't even know i was missing. i felt like i was missing so much in my life until you spawned in it and everything got better. i’ll love you for eternity. i’ve never felt so connected with someone. you actually understand me without me having to say everything. when i wasn’t ok, you were there. and i’ll adore you for that and if it’s possible i’ll find you in every lifetime that i live in. i love you my love🪽