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Just like how often I write—how often I pour my thoughts into words and dedicate them silently to you—that’s also how often I prayed for you. How often I whispered your name in quiet moments, talked to Him about you when I didn’t know who else to tell. Every line I wrote, every prayer I spoke, carried pieces of you. Even when we drifted, even when I kept my distance, you were still there—in the spaces between my words and in the pauses between my prayers.
I had no one else to talk to about you—no one who would understand the depth of what I felt. So I chose to talk to Him instead. In the stillness of the night or the quiet moments of my day, I’d whisper your name in prayer, not asking for anything grand, just hoping you were okay. Hoping you were happy, at peace, and surrounded by the kind of love you deserve.
Because even when I couldn’t reach you, He could. And somehow, that brought me comfort.35Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZCEJQybqwJ
All the quiet cries I had to endure—the ones that echoed in the silence of my room, when no one was watching, when my heart felt too heavy to carry—I offered them up in prayer. I kept them hidden behind small smiles and tired eyes, but they were real. Each tear held a piece of everything I couldn’t say to you: the longing, the confusion, the ache of missing what we used to be. And even in those moments of pain, I still chose to carry you gently in my heart. That’s how deeply I am in love with you.
To carry you in silence, to pray for you when I couldn't reach you, to write words you'll never read, and to cry in the quiet just to protect the peace between us—that kind of love doesn’t ask for anything back. It simply exists, steady and enduring, even when it's invisible.
Because loving you wasn’t just a feeling—it became a quiet part of who I am.
And I would never get tired of loving you—even if it means loving you from a distance, in silence, without your knowing. Even if it means keeping it all to myself. Because loving you was never about being seen or heard. It was about the way my heart softened at the thought of you, the way my prayers found your name, the way my words always led back to you.35Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfcwOWgErVp
You will always be loved by me.
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