Yet, here I am, forced to suppress these feelings because I know you are already devoted to someone else.

I hate being this person, the one who silently admires from afar, who smiles at your jokes but never lets you see the deeper emotions behind the laughter. I have so much love to give, yet I don’t know where to place it. It feels heavy, like a weight pressing against my heart, suffocating me with its presence. 

I watch you from a distance, not in a way that is obvious or intrusive, but in the way someone observes something precious that they can never claim. I admire you in ways I can never express. I am not someone who confesses easily. Maybe it’s fear, or maybe it’s the knowledge that some things are meant to remain as they are. So I stay in the shadows of my own emotions, hoping that with time, these feelings will fade.

But the truth is, I don’t know how long it will take. Love is not something that disappears overnight. It lingers, even when I try to push it away. Perhaps one day, I will wake up and no longer feel this ache in my heart. Maybe one day, my feelings will dissolve into nothingness, leaving behind only a faint memory of what once was. Until then, I will continue to admire you from afar, keeping my emotions locked away where they cannot harm anyone, especially myself.