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I'm feeling so alone, after my breakup, I want someone to be there with me......

hello minions, i’ve been thinking a lot about how we started talking, from that first time i replied to your story to where we are now, and i realized i can’t keep being quiet about how i feel. uhh to be completely real, i’ve had a crush for you for almost two months now. at first, i wasn’t even sure what i was feeling, which is why i didn't say anything to anyone. i wanted to make sure it was genuine. but everything changed when we started following each other in ig and i realized we actually has the same interests— finding out na you idolize pangjie and mable din was such a surprise, i also found out that you really like to dress nice too, and i noticed your sense of style, which i think is really cool. ever since that first time i replied to your story, biglang talking to you has become the best part of my day. even if we’ve been close through chat lang, the more we talk, the more i find myself catching deeper feelings. it’s easy for me to talk to you kasi same naman ata tayo ng humor, and there’s just something about you that stands out talaga. i’m telling you this now because i don’t want to hide it anymore, but i also want you to know that i understand where you are right now. i know you’re still moving on from your past and i know how many people admire you. even one of my old cm pa nga ata— which honestly, made me hesitant to say anything at all. my biggest fear was the idea of losing our friendship or making things awkward between us. please know that i’m not saying this because i expect you to feel the same way right now or to give me an answer. i just wanted to be honest with you because you deserve that kind of honesty. i truly value the bond we’ve built ash, and more than anything, i’m just happy to have you in my life, regardless of what happen next. congrats :)

hi. so i found this super cool website which lets you write letters to people and send them, isn't that cool! so i thought, "hey, lets send something to my fellow dead poets society fan" and... here we are, lol. so, here's a little something i wrote :); ive been struggling lately therapy's not doing it for me when people see my scars they ask why i went that far suddenly my mouth is sewn shut walls up and facade on cause whats the truth, whats the truth to someone who'll just distort it later on but still i speak somehow words that aren't mine flowing out of my mouth grades are slipping 95 to 87 red's my favorite color now not gray or that one shade of lilac i write more for me now less for you but i still find myself talking to the empty spaces the crevices where i expected your ghost to stay but it didn't oh, it faded health's not really good anymore maybe it never was but shit was easier when breathed but now you're dead and i can't see a world where i survive sooo this is "a world where i survive". bit personal but yeah. not amazing, i know. but i really like how true to me it is, so yup! and this, this one is better (promise); my rose colored boy, do you remember me in the whitest nights and blackest of mornings? do you cry while conjuring up images of me and my onyx stone eyes dripping sapphire stones? is it fun to wonder if i bleed red like rubies or just carnelian? or do you push away all rationality and breath in this egotistical dynasty surrounding me? like the sun in winters i drown in you and forget to breathe the sea of your soul calls out to me mixing with the fabric of mine, silk on leather my hands itch to write songs with my blood on white walls about you and me and us and we as we fall so, so perfectly tumbling gracefully as my heart drops because is it just in my head? all the sunsets we watched thrown away for threads of love from her instead? shards of kindness where i gave you tonnes and yet i am the one discarded as i shake on the floor? ah, yes, my bathroom floor is well acquainted with the depression of warmth weighing on it whenever she remembers it comforts me more than most people can, the ice prickling my skin reminding me i am only human. looks like i'm all out of luck, standing here in a ballgown i made specially to please you and no, you never asked me to but that's what friends do, you incompetent asshole. and sometimes i lay awake think of your words which whispered onto my unworthy lips yet i just wonder ponder if i ever was deserving of that, of us. this one's untitled, maybe you can give it a title, lol. well, yeah. see you (technically, hear you,) in the vc! bye bye :D

You've got this.

I like you. No more drama. I don't care anymore if they gossip about me or think bad things about me, whatever it may be. But I do care for you, and this is not just all about me, it's all about you too. That's why it took me so long to confess — I did not want to ruin your reputation and your image. I honestly don't know how it all started, but all I know is that my feelings for you are genuine. And I know this isn't right, because you're my teacher and I'm your student. And I'm very sorry for feeling this way, but I really can't help it. I like you so much that I couldn't look at you in a lustful way. You might feel disgusted and choose to avoid me. I understand that. I'm not expecting anything, nor am I expecting you to reciprocate my feelings. And that is okay. I just wanted to confess and let you know how much I love you. I will accept the rejection, because I know that one day I would be grateful that you didn't take advantage of my naivety. I have a lot to say.. about how I feel, every time I see you I become happy, how I can't help but stare at your beauty, how I replay the moments that remind me of you and our little things that mean a lot to me, the feeling that I learned to love you earlier than understanding GenBio and GenChem, and whenever I see you, it feels like I'm looking at a beautiful, innocent soul. And I hope you know how many times I've prayed to God about you and how many times I told him I love you. If only I had a chance to pursue you, I would. I would even marry you. I am very inspired to become successful in getting a better life so I can give you the things and the life that you want. But even if that's not meant to be, I still pray that you find someone who'll be with you in any circumstances in life — someone who deserves you, loves you, and is proud of you in ways I currently cannot. And yes you are my teacher. But loving you was never something I learned in class — it was something my heart felt on its own.

Why does it hurt this much to love you? Does this mean I should stop? Or that I can even? I wish I could see you again.

Eid Mubarak, I hope this letter finds you in good health and high spirits. On the occasion of Eid, I would like to extend my warmest wishes to you and your family. May this blessed festival bring peace, happiness, and prosperity into your life. May your days be filled with joy and your efforts be rewarded with success. Eid is a time of gratitude, reflection, and togetherness. I hope you are able to spend this special occasion surrounded by your loved ones, creating meaningful and joyful moments. Wishing you a wonderful Eid filled with blessings and contentment.

Eid Mubarak, I hope this letter finds you in good health and high spirits. On the occasion of Eid, I would like to extend my warmest wishes to you and your family. May this blessed festival bring peace, happiness, and prosperity into your life. May your days be filled with joy and your efforts be rewarded with success. Eid is a time of gratitude, reflection, and togetherness. I hope you are able to spend this special occasion surrounded by your loved ones, creating meaningful and joyful moments. Wishing you a wonderful Eid filled with blessings and contentment

I've received the anonymous letter you submitted here.. thank you for thinking about me, I'll be alright and I hope you'll be alright too, I'll love you always too but loving someone doesn't always mean staying with them, I'll always be by your side even after years apart.. thank you for making my life so special.. I hope you'll soon find the girl who will be patient for you and love you more than I ever did, all the best for everything in your life dear, I'll always be grateful for this part of my life.. Yours truly ~your Nilu

I started liking you when I didn’t want to, when I wanted to find someone new. I just moved on from my previous crush and then there you were. At first, I thought you were just a rebound, an infatuation. I thought all I was feeling was limerence. As time passed, I started feeling nervous because I realized that what I was feeling for you was genuine. It still is genuine. We’re still young, but I know a few things about love—I don’t know a few things actually but what I do know is that I would gladly be inconvenienced by you. I’d wait until you’d go home before I go home. I’d wait for you to pass by in front of my classroom before entering it. You never asked me to but I would gladly do it for you. At first, I wanted to confess. I wanted to say “I like you”, I was so prepared to hear the words out of your mouth, “I don’t feel the same way”—until I realized, I wasn’t prepared at all, I don’t want you to reject me but I also don’t want to keep on feeling romantic feelings for you. I don’t want to hurt you and I don’t want to hurt myself. My intentions are clear, I want to be yours and I want you to be mine— but I know that will never happen. If I were to pick between me always being there for you in the sidelines, cheering you on, always being there but never like that and me being there for you like that but then us not meeting again, i’d pick the latter; in my most selfish desires, I want you. It’s a crime, i’m sure of it. I’d rather support you and have you thinking of me than me being there for you all your life but still, you look for others. For once, I want to be the one found, I want my feelings to be reciprocated too, and to say that I never hoped that you liked me back would be a lie. As an ending for this confession, I would like to confess. You were just supposed to be a friend, until you weren’t. I don’t want you just as a friend, I want you more than that—I’m pretty sure a lot of people want you more than just a friend. If I were given a chance to be yours, I’d gladly take it in a heartbeat but yet again, I’d also take the opportunity of forgetting you even existed, because I’d rather cheer for you because people cheer for you than cheer for you because you are the best celebrity in my eyes. I will always like you. I will always be your fan, and you will always be my universe. I hope one day you’ll find someone that’s worthy of you—and deep down, my most selfish wish—i hope that someone is me.

him jjiihihuihiojo

I am writing this because I am certain you will never see it. I love you and with all that we’ve been through I have to say it, because I’ll probably never be able to tell you in person. I want to hear your voice, your sweet laugh, and the jokes that would always make me smile. I miss your support and our facetime’s. I’m pretty sure I just miss you. I hope football is going well and praying you have a great upcoming season for your senior year. I’ll be at every game. Anyways I’m one TEXT away. If you do ever see this Im hoping you’ll put the pieces together with the spotify link and finally talk to me, just joking, maybe Ill work up the courage. Love, 8/18 (Ps, if you do find this dont tell anyone, I want to keep us a secret and make sure we take it slow next time.)

Hope this letter finds you in good health and spirit. we are not together anymore, and the reason is me, well, i'm happy that you got rid of the worst human ever, but am sad for not being able to be the best partner. idk if you'll ever come across this msg or not, but if u do, ik you'll know who i am : ) you are the best person i met in my life, and will be so, i will love you forever and will secretly be your well wisher. you're my idol, my inspiration, my dream, my aspiration, my love, my everything <3 . but i think this was our fate, yet, i'll say this was the best part of my life, thank you for everything, i'm truly grateful to you. i want to say a lot of things more but i think somethings should be kept private...just in case...i get to meet you again...or if u start loving me again....we may share...hehe....i love you dear....wish you all the best for your future : ) From, SG

i don’t remember when i stopped hating you. i don’t remember when you became someone i didn’t ever want to lose. i don’t remember when i fell in love with you. i know you think i hated you when you called me ‘jimmy’ but i didn’t. i thought you were cool then, not because you figured out my gender years ahead of me, but because you actually paid attention to me. we had a running joke, sure it led to me getting pissed of a few times but i never hated you for it. what i did hate you for was taking her away. 13 years old and you were the worst thing to ever happen to me. she stopped talking to me as much, she would only ever talk to you, she got so visibly depressed it was hard to watch. i’ve never admitted this but when she said you were planning to kill yourself, i had a tiny part of me celebrate. i knew it was wrong but the thought of having her back was intoxicating. looking back i can see why people thought me and her were in love. but you didn’t die that night, or the week after, after a month or so i got over myself and realized you weren’t going anywhere. whatever, i guess life really does go on. then you started dating her. fuck this. there was no getting rid of you now that you were her boyfriend. when i started to sit with you and her more i would fight you every single fucking day. you always won because your teeth were sharper and my stupid eating disorder i still can’t shake made me too weak to realistically do anything. but then she would start skipping. she would start getting sick every week. we would be left alone together. and we started to talk, like really talk. the first bits were odd at best and boring at worst, you would ask me about cats, fruit, my sister. i would answer and ask back. nothing hard. but then we would start to be alone more. we would run out of easy topics we would talk about being trans, being neurodivergent, our family life. we would sneak off to the out of bounds bushes with two cigarettes, a dollar lighter, and a bottle of her perfume. meet in public bathrooms but instead of her perfume it would be a stolen bottle from any chemist we could find. we would sit on hills with a henna cone while we talked about how similar we really are. i wonder if that had anything to do with my hatred for you. we just grew closer. she found a new friend for the group and they worked together like bread and wine in church. so naturally we became a pair. it was weird. i had spent my whole life with almost no friends aside from her. and even when i had friends, they would always prefer someone over me. i think that was when i stopped calling her my best friend too. but this, us, we felt good really good. maybe a started to see him as someone i wouldn’t mind dating after they broke up but stayed friends. but really who cares if i put on lipgloss before i saw you because you said you liked it once. it was no ones business but mine. then came new years. we swam in the river and you were so cold i gave you my jersey, you wore it for so much longer than you needed to. we smoked the last of my pack on the beach, and drunk a couple vodka sodas with the others. the res is a bit o a blur. we broke into the cleaning closet to cover up the smokey smell, i left my phone on the beach and at some point while we were walking back to the beach you told me that was your best friend because ‘who else would it be?’ you cut my hair short and i had a lot of transgender thoughts, then there were the shots, the other two left because one of them is performative about her drinking and didn’t actually want to get drunk, while the other is to good of a friend. so we were alone. we drank and drank and kissed a lot on the way. i don’t think i was in love with you then but my god am i now.

Ada pertemuan yang hadir hanya sekadar singgah, namun cukup memberi ketenangan yang indah. Kerap berkongsi rasa dan cerita, mengisi waktu dengan sederhana tetapi sangat bermakna. Meski jalan tidak lagi sehala, terima kasih pinjamkan bahagia walau hanya sementara

Happy Birthday, you. I don’t even know where to start, because there are so many things I want to say to you today. Even though our relationship is still new, you’ve already become someone who means a lot to me. Somehow, in such a short time, you’ve made a place in my heart that feels really special. There’s something about you that I really adore. The way you talk, the way you think, and even the little things you do. You might not always believe it, but you truly are so handsome and adorable. I know you sometimes doubt yourself, but from my point of view, you’re honestly one of the most attractive boys I know. But what I love most isn’t just your looks — it’s you. Your heart, your personality, your presence. You make things feel lighter and happier without even trying. Since it’s your birthday, I just want you to remember one thing today: you deserve to feel good about yourself. You deserve to feel loved, appreciated, and confident in who you are. I’m really glad that out of everyone, I get to be the one who cares about you like this. And I hope today makes you smile a lot, because your smile is something the world definitely needs more of.

hope you're doing well in ur dream college ,i will always love u no matter what ..ilysmmm

Happy birthday my love, i wish i were there with you to celebrate it with you. I'm sorry love, so fucking sorry. I should've never lied, i wanted to tell you the truth but i couldn't..just couldn't. You were the right person for me but at the wrong time. I tried moving on, really did. It's been 5 months and a week. I wrote a song, poems, heck everytime i close my eyes all i see are your blue orbs. I sound like a moron. I even changed my username to what it was in hopes if you ever wanted to reconnect, i'm pathetic. Funny how we planned a date in Edinburgh..our late night calls..I'm sorry. So, happy birthday my love, stay happy and safe, i wish you the best for your future. And I hope that your future woman will cherish you and love you.

You’ll never know, and I’ll never show. It’s always been you… you just don’t know it.

I know I’ve messed up a lot and i don’t deserve forgiveness from you but please agar aap chaho toh maaf kardo and tbh darr lagne laga hai kahin kuch karu aur fir kuch ulta na hojaaye issliye meri aapse baat karne ki himmat tak nahi horahi sakshi but please maaf kardiye isse zyada nahi bolunga kuch and i know aap kuch mere haath se nahi logi issliye iska sahara lena padra and aese nahi acha lagrha hai and thankyou for the gift but apne haath se deti aap toh zyada acha lagta!