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We were never supposed to be more than shadows in each other’s lives, whispers hidden behind closed doors, stolen glances and secret smiles that meant everything yet could mean nothing if anyone ever knew. Every laugh, every touch, every moment we shared felt electric, like the world had tilted just for us, even if only for a heartbeat. We played our little games, teasing, daring, pretending the outside world didn’t exist, holding onto a closeness that could never survive the light of day. And yet… he’s gone now, taken by someone else who can exist in the sun while we could only meet in the shadows. I remember the thrill of our secrecy, the danger, the intensity, and it hurts like fire knowing that those moments—our hidden universe—were ours alone, and now they’re stolen, leaving me with nothing but memories and the ache of a love that was forbidden, fleeting, and impossible

I watched him walk away like it was nothing, like all the nights we spent talking, laughing, dreaming, never mattered. And then I watched him smile at her, the way he used to smile at me, and it felt like someone had ripped my chest open and left me to bleed quietly in the dark. It’s a twisted kind of pain, knowing the person you gave your everything to has moved on, choosing someone else while you’re still trapped in the memory of what could have been. Every laugh, every touch, every whispered “I love you” echoes in my mind like a cruel joke, reminding me that love doesn’t always come back, that some hearts are just borrowed, never truly ours. And yet, I’m still here, carrying the weight of a love that isn’t mine anymore, learning the hardest lesson: sometimes the person you want the most is the one you can’t have, and nothing, not even time, can fix that.

sometimes the hardest part isn't losing someone, its watching them find someone else while you're still holding onto the pieces they left behind. you wonder if all the memories, the late-night talks, the laughter, meant nothing-or if they were just lessons in disguise. there's a strange ache in knowing that the person else, someone who isn't you. and yet, even in that pain, there's a quiet kind of clarity: love isn't always ours to keep, and sometimes letting go doesn't mean we loved any less- it means we were meant to grow, even if it hurts like hell

After a good game in csgo, i added him because he seemed like a cool guy. We got chatting, over the next couple of months we became good friends. Lots of banter, lots of great CS and most importantly true friendship.
I invited him to my house for a csgo lan party. He said he was coming so i was looking forward to meeting him in real life.
When he arrived at my house, he pushed me against the wall and started nibbling my ear, i felt his hard ♥♥♥♥ push against my leg. I punched him and then 1 tapped him. Turns out he was gay. Don't trust this guy.

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After a good game in csgo, i added him because he seemed like a cool guy. We got chatting, over the next couple of months we became good friends. Lots of banter, lots of great CS and most importantly true friendship.
I invited him to my house for a csgo lan party. He said he was coming so i was looking forward to meeting him in real life.
When he arrived at my house, he pushed me against the wall and started nibbling my ear, i felt his hard ♥♥♥♥ push against my leg. I punched him and then 1 tapped him. Turns out he was gay. Don't trust this guy.