Beautiful Strangers ♡

Note Uno: The title of this insight is directly inspired by the TomorrowXTogether song, spotify link below. You really should listen to this song and other TxT songs, they're the bees knees<a class="tc-blue" href="https://open.spotify.com/track/6IYvOX6K6tbBmj00JRU5Rw?si=0107972afff84dfd" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">open.spotify.com/track/6IYvOX6K6tbBmj... </a> Dos: I initially had something else prepared since the 1st of February but after a while, it felt…I don't know, it reeked of bitter ex energy and I'm honestly tired of thatI'm tired of being angry and sad and it's not like those emotions are gone, lol, I literally need them to write but regarding this particular person, I've moved on beyond the negative feelings Or I'm tired of them.Either way, they don't serve me anymore.So here's what I actually want to say._______________________________________________ I loved how you laughed Loudly, freely, without a care in the worldWhen something made you happy, you let it make you happy, it didn't matter who was nearby or what you were doing, you just expressed it and the room always felt bigger for it. I admired how you stood up for people who couldn't do anything for themselvesDidn't matter how long you'd known them or whether they could ever return the favourYou just hated seeing anyone suffer and that was reason enough for you. I remember the long nights you spent working. Once you had a goal, that was it, sleepless nights, strained wrists, bad posture, everything. You poured yourself into whatever you were building, even if it was something smallEspecially if it was something small. I loved how clingy you got when I was awayAnd when I was around, nothing else mattered, you'd hold on so tightly, like you were scared I'd slip through your fingersI never told you how much I loved that about you. I loved how we fit togetherLike we'd known each other forever even though we were still figuring each other outWe had so much in common that sometimes it annoyed me ,I'd want to show you something new and chances are you already knew itAlready loved itAlready had a whole history with it I knew nothing about. I admired that you never held back what was on your mindIf you said it, you meant it,even when it was wrong, even when it was ill-timed. You did what you believed was right and you owned itThere was something almost disarming about that kind of honesty. It felt like you could do anythingAnd if you didn't know how, you'd figure it outWatching you was like that, like watching someone who hadn't quite learned the word "impossible" yet. I loved how excited you got when something caught your eyeLike a kid in a candy store, fully lit up, no pretense. I could never say no to that energy,I never wanted to. You didn't even have to ask, I just wanted to be the reason that look stayed on your face a little longer. And even when life had you down, as much as it hurt to watch you cry, there was something I felt in those moments I can't fully explain Pride, maybe.Gratitude, That out of everyone, you chose my shoulderThat you let me see that part of you. I was fascinated by you.I saw all of you.And I never wanted to let go, even as life pulled us in different directions.I loved everything,your flares and your flaws, your good and your difficult. I was, and if I'm being honest still am, hopelessly biased towards you. And that's exactly why I had to let goSome of the very things I loved about you were quietly undoing me. And the worst part isn't that it happened,It's that I knew, and I stayed anywayI was content to let itI told myself that's what love looks like, that kind of willingness I dressed it up in devotion and called it beautifulI set myself on fire for you. For a long time I blamed myself for that I turned it into something shameful, a failure of judgment, proof that I loved wrong. But I don't think that anymoreI loved the way I knew how to love. Fully, without reservation. That's not something to be ashamed ofThe mistake wasn't loving you the way I did,It was forgetting that I needed to still be standing at the end of it.So that's on me. Not as punishment,Just as truth. I don't know if you'll ever read thisMaybe you'll stumble across it somewhere, maybe you won't. I'm writing it either way because some things deserve to be said even when there's no one left to hear them.I hope you're wellI hope life is giving you reasons to laugh that loudlyI hope whoever gets to witness it knows how lucky they areI did.

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