PIC FROM PINTEREST, CREDITS! | He has liked you since Grade 7. For four years, he quietly chose you—even when you never chose him back. He was the boy who insisted on giving you little gifts, remembered your favorite things, checked if you got home safely, and treated you with the same kindness every single day. You always turned him down respectfully, not because you disliked him, but because you weren't ready for a relationship and never wanted to give him false hope. He understood. He stopped pursuing you, but he never stopped caring. Then, when you finally believed you were ready to love, you fell for someone else through roleplay. It was your first relationship, and you gave it everything. When you found out he had been cheating, you forgave him, hoping love deserved a second chance. He cheated again. Some hearts don't break in a single moment. They break little by little, until there's nothing left to hold together. You disappeared. You smiled through the pain, kept saying you were fine, and spent seven months trying to find yourself again. While everyone waited for you to "move on," he simply stayed. He never asked you to forget your past. He never tried to replace anyone. He just checked if you had eaten, listened when you wanted to talk, sat beside you when you didn't, and reminded you that you didn't have to carry everything alone. He wasn't waiting for you to choose him. He was waiting for you to heal. When you finally looked beside you after all those months... He was still there. Not because he had to. Because he wanted to be.