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you make me happy, but i want to be happy without you.
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you make me happy, but i want to be happy without you.
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Im not going to lie... i want to be like that girls who has fandoms just for be pretty š so iconic. I also made music so.... idk..
Confessing i guess
He Holds Her Face and Whispers, āIām falling too.ā
āTHE MOMENT HIS HEART FINALLY SPEAKS BACK TO HERSā
1.
Her confession stayed suspended in the air between themā soft, trembling, powerful enough to still her breath and deepen his.
āIām falling for you.ā
She had half expected silence. Half expected fear. Half expected that old ache of wanting too much.
But instead, he cupped her face with both handsā gently, reverentlyā as if her confession was the most precious thing heād ever been given.
His thumbs brushed her cheeks, his eyes softening into something that made her entire body warm.
āThe Kissā drifted quietly through the room, steady and tender, matching the rise of her heart.
š https://kissingsongs.com/kiss-song
2.
He didnāt speak right away. Not because he didnāt know what to sayā but because he was looking at her the way someone looks when their heart is too full to form words.
His breath hitched as he took her inā sleep-tousled hair, flushed cheeks, lips still parted from the courage it took to confess.
He leaned in closer, forehead touching hers, eyes fluttering shut like the moment was too much.
āOhā¦ā he exhaled softly, almost a sigh. āGodā¦ you donāt know what that does to me.ā
3.
She felt her pulse stutter. A tiny gasp escaped her before she could stop it.
His hands tightened on her cheeks, not to restrainā but to hold her with a depth that made her chest bloom with warmth.
āLook at me,ā he whispered, voice rough with emotion.
She did. Slowly. Shyly. Bravely.
Her eyes met his.
And the expression he wore made her heartbeat shake.
Because he wasnāt scared.
He wasnāt hesitating.
He was falling.
4.
He stroked her jaw with his thumb, a soft, trembling touch, and whispered her name like he was handing her the key to something sacred.
āIām falling too,ā he breathed.
Her breath caughtā hard. A soft sound escaped her throat, something like relief and disbelief and joy mixing all at once.
His eyes glistened, not with tears, but with that depth of emotion a person canāt hide when they finally tell the truth.
āIāve been falling for you,ā he added, voice warm and shaking, āI just didnāt know if I had the right to say it.ā
5.
She lifted her hands and placed them gently over his, holding his palms against her cheeks as if anchoring herself to the reality of his words.
āYou do,ā she whispered. āYou do.ā
He leaned in, closing the last space between them, and kissed herā
not hungrily, not urgently, but with a slow, trembling devotion that said everything he couldnāt speak.
A kiss full of emotion. A kiss full of promise. A kiss full of falling.
Their lips lingered, their breaths mingled, and her eyes fluttered shut as warmth spread through her like something blooming.
6.
When he finally pulled back, he pressed his forehead to hers again, their noses brushing softly.
āIām falling for you,ā he repeated, barely a whisper. āHard.ā
Her smile broke throughā quiet, emotional, etched with relief so deep it made her eyes glisten.
She didnāt hide it.
Neither did he.
They just stayed thereā breathing the same warm air, holding each otherās faces, letting the truth settle in like sunlight filling a room.
7. (closing scroll)
Some confessions are loud. Some are urgent.
But the ones whispered between two trembling breathsā hands on cheeks, foreheads touching, hearts openā
those are the confessions that change everything.
š Listen to āThe Kissā ā the song behind moments like this: https://kissingsongs.com/kiss-song
Thereās something about us that feels like an infinity symbol.
Two circles touching in the middle,
walking in opposite directions,
yet always meeting at the same point.
It looks romantic from far,
but when youāre living inside the loops,
you realise how lonely it is to only meet halfway.
So maybe what I really want
isnāt an infinity ā
but a line.
One direction,
together,
side by side.
October 24th, 2025
They broke up yesterday. Itās not my business, but I hope youāre okay. Does it make me a bad person to hope it means heāll spend more time with me? I moved here for him. Well, I moved here because of him. I was smart enough not to think that way. Iām not asking him to date or hook up with me. I donāt think heād even consider that now that we live together. Probably for the best.
But I canāt help wondering how his hand fits in mine, what his hugs feel like. Itās stupid. Iām stupid. Iād just ruin it ā and myself.
It just happened, and youāre already back on the apps. Didnāt even look at me. Itās lonely. Iām lonely. But maybe itās my own doing, hoping for something thatāll never come.
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September 18th, 2025
You had him over to celebrate his birthday. I donāt really care for him, but you do ā and it was nice seeing you happy again. Iām glad you have someone to do that kind of thing for. It feels like thatās what you love most about being with someone ā doing little things that make them feel seen. Watching you left me wondering if anyoneās ever been that excited to see me. Maybe some of your reaction was for show, but I know most of it was real. You meant every ounce of it. I canāt think of anyone whoās ever looked at me like that. Maybe that says something about me ā or the way I connect with people. Work was frustrating, like always. Thereās really no one else I can tell ā youāre all I have out here. Iām trying to make friends. Through the apps, at workā¦ neitherās going great. I talk to people, but I can tell I havenāt found my group yet. I usually just sit alone. Itās not new, but I still hate it ā not that Iād tell you that. You know Iām unsure about my job. I donāt want you thinking Iām suffering just to stay here ā though I doubt youād think that. Honestly, I doubt you think of me at all. These entries usually end with me admitting Iām sad or lonely. Maybe both are true. But theyāre mine to carry. I just hope heās not embarrassed of me. Iām trying my best ā mostly to stay out of your way, sometimes even out of your life, just to be sure.
When was your last orgasm?
last friday.
not that itās any of your businessā¦ but i bet youāre picturing it now, huh?
I think Kakashiās hair would be soft... I wanna run my hands through it and give him soft headpats
I wanna play with his hair and run my fingers through it tbh
Like not even in a sexual way! Like a comforting "lemme spoil u boi" type of way.
Give him scratches and he'll fall asleep tbh