These are The Things I Will Never Tell You

Bismillah

I will never tell you that I loved you. But I guess I did tell you, once, when we were gigling at the late night traffic pass through the city. And I guess I told you one other time-in that chatting after everything ended. Except it wasn't everything. It was just the things that I could get down, the things that I had the courage to type and send.

There are some things that I just can never and will never tell you.

I will never tell you how you made me feel more comfortable in my own skin that anyone else ever has.

I will never tell uou how much I needed you, needed our relationship. How much it meant to me and didn't try to be little or manipulate. Or maybe you did?

I will never tell you how alive I felt with you and how young.

I will never tell you how your place felt like home to me. How comfortable I felt among your minimalist furniture.

I will never tell you that sometimes I wondered what you saw in me. In the end, I guess it wasn't enough.

I will never tell you how mas I was that things ended on your terms. And yet, how relieved I was when it was finally over.

I will never tell you that I wanted it to last. That I wanted to be your person.

I will never tell you that hurts even more than not being together. I miss my best friend everyday.

I will never tell you how much it wrecked me when you said you were seeing someone else. How gutted I felt.

I will never tell you how horrible it made me feel that she met you family so much sooner that me. Ah I haven't met them yet.

And I will never tell you that I hate myself for still caring.

Salam.

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