Unsent

The day I discovered your existence is a day I will cherish forever.

The moment I saw you.
The moment we breathed the same air.
The moment your scent reached me.

Time stopped.
The world went quiet.
In a room full of people, everything else blurred.

The only thing I could see—and feel—was you.
My angel.

All of a sudden, I forgot who I was, what I did, and what had been on my mind lately.

The only thing that sparked, lingered, and soared in my heart was you.

The second my eyes caught your being,
my brain screamed: “I love you.”

Everything you have. Everything you do.
Everything about you drives me crazy.

My whole world is now rotating around you.
You’ve become my sun—the source of my light, the beam of my life, the warmth I’ve never felt before.

I tried to step back at first.
I denied it. I looked away.

But my heart won’t stop screaming your name.
My brain keeps building an altar just to revere you.
My eyes can’t rest, because they keep searching for your presence—in every corner, in every silence.

And slowly, our paths began to intertwine. It started with small things—conversations that lingered, glances that stayed too long, moments that felt heavier than they should.

Not loudly. Not all at once. But in quiet, unassuming ways.

You noticed things I never thought anyone would. Without realizing it, I began to open. You began to stay.

And somewhere in between those ordinary days,
I started to wait for you.
To think in your rhythm.
To move around the space you might walk into.

You probably thought it was just kindness. Just curiosity.
But to me, it felt like being seen.

I never told you how those moments stacked inside me, how they built a version of us I keep replaying in my head. 

You checked on me like I mattered.
Like you wanted to know how I was.
Not for the sake of conversation, but because something in you cared.
And maybe it was just your nature.
But to me, it felt like home.

There were touches that meant nothing to others.
But to me, they were anchors.
The way your hand brushed mine.
The way you stood closer on certain days.
The way your silence never felt like absence.

And I wonder if you ever noticed how I started to memorize you.
Your laugh. Your walk. The way your eyes shift when you're thinking.
The things you liked. The way you asked.
The way you never pushed, but always stayed close.

You are the jam to my bread. The milk in my coffee. The warmth in my blanket. 

You've been my wandering thought every night since the day we met.

Thank you for being you. For entering my life. For touching the part of me that’s never been touched before.

I love you. 

Bogor, 21st of July 2025
Thank you for helping me. I’ll buy you a cup of coffee tomorrow