I don’t even know if you’ll ever read this.
I’m not writing to make you reply or feel anything. I just… felt like I should do my part, as someone who genuinely loved your soul.
It’s been three days since you left. You hugged me and told me to be happy. I said okay.
But I was worried the whole time.
Are you okay right now?
Are you actually happy or tired?
Are you going to be alright on your own?
I think you will be. I really think you will.
you give so much
your time your care your energy
and what comes back is distance or hate you never deserved.
nothing is wrong with you
the kindest people sometimes stay too long where love isn’t real
you love so deeply
you don’t keep score
you protect people even when you’re exhausted yourself
maybe that’s why some didn’t love you back
they just got used to the safe space you made for them.
Not everyone who laughed with you was happy for you.
Not everyone who celebrated you was actually celebrating you.
I realized something today.
The people you loved so much don’t even know how to spell your name.
Honestly, that’s offensive even for the calm sky.
I can imagine now how much you carried without saying anything. How alone it must’ve felt sometimes, even when you were surrounded by people.
Please don’t ever think you were blind.
Having haters disguised as friends doesn’t mean you were stupid.
It means you were pure. And real.
I hope you never stop being kind.
Just… place it where it’s safe.
I miss you already.
I’m praying your boards go amazing.
Stay with your people, eat popcorn, laugh at their drama I really hope they treat you better than the two-faced ones you had to deal with here.
I’ll be waiting for you to come back.
And when you do, I’m going to yap a lot. A LOT.
Take care, unnieeee🫂
