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đź’” The Edge of Maybe
<p>In the labyrinth of our hearts, we are perpetual dancers on the edge of maybe,</p><p>a delicate, precarious balance of profound love and paralyzing fear,</p><p>a constant, hesitant sway.</p><p><br/></p><p>We have navigated the space between us,</p><p>close enough to feel the warmth of your breath, yet tragically distant.</p><p>Our connection is a fragile thread of uncertainty,</p><p>woven through with a whispered, echoing “what if”</p><p><br/></p><p>The fear of losing you is a physical weight,</p><p>a crushing anchor that presses relentlessly upon my chest.</p><p>It is a constant, low hum of anxiety,</p><p>a suffocating dread that refuses to rest, even in sleep.</p><p><br/></p><p>I love you too much to lose you.</p><p>That is the simple, devastating truth.</p><p><br/></p><p>To risk the glorious, unknown heights of us,</p><p>only to shatter the illusion of forever</p><p>to be left alone to face that singular, monumental heartbreak</p><p>I cannot bear it.</p><p><br/></p><p>And so, I condemn myself to this limbo,</p><p>this bittersweet, perpetual in-between space.</p><p><br/></p><p>My existence is a longing gaze from behind a pane of glass,</p><p>watching the world you could be.</p><p><br/></p><p>For in the silence, even as I stand apart,</p><p>I hear your whisper, a gentle, illusory caress,</p><p>a constant reminder that sometimes,</p><p>this fragile thing called love is not enough to build upon,</p><p>yet it remains absolutely all I possess.</p><p><br/></p><p>The greatest pain is not the distance,</p><p>but the certainty of my choice.</p><p><br/></p><p>To watch you from afar,</p><p>to smile and nod when you speak of others,</p><p>to offer an honest, aching wish for your absolute best.</p><p><br/></p><p>How excruciatingly painful it is to see you with other people,</p><p>to imagine a life that includes them and excludes me.</p><p><br/></p><p>I must swallow the jealousy,</p><p>plaster on the friendly mask,</p><p>because the very thought of risking our friendship</p><p>risking the presence of you in my life</p><p>makes every other choice impossible.</p><p><br/></p><p>I will cherish this fragile thing,</p><p>this tentative, tear-soaked bond.</p><p><br/></p><p>It is our dance of maybe,</p><p>a love unspoken, a promise never quite made.</p><p><br/></p><p>For in this devastating uncertainty, there is a strange, fierce beauty</p><p>a fragile, fleeting thing.</p><p><br/></p><p>A constant, agonizing reminder to hold on tight to the friend I have,</p><p>to let go of the lover I crave,</p><p>and to love you without expectation’s sting.</p><p><br/></p><p>This is my heartbreak</p><p>a continuous act of preservation.</p><p>I choose us as friends,</p><p>because the cost of losing you as a lover</p><p>would be losing myself entirely.</p>
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