𐙚 𐑺 𐑻 𐐪𐑂

❛ 𝐃𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ❜

To the boy I never planned to love,

But loved so completely - quietly, recklessly, irreversibly.

To the one who walked into my world like he owned it,

While I stood there, unknowingly handing him the keys to mine.

To the boy who was too cold for softness,

Yet somehow became the only warmth I ever searched for.

To the one who never asked to be my everything,

But became exactly that - before I even realised it was happening.

To the eyes that looked through me a hundred times,

Before they finally, devastatingly, looked at me.

To the silence between us that said more than words ever could,

To the distance that felt like punishment for a crime called loving you,

To the version of us that existed only in stolen glances and unspoken confessions,

And to the love - fierce, consuming, impossible love -

That bloomed in school hallways and burned long after we left them.

This story is for you, Hrithik.

For the boy who didn't believe in love,

Until love believed in him - through her.

And this story is for you too, Nitya.

For the girl who walked into a storm with open arms,

Not knowing she was both the chaos and the calm.

This is for every first love that was never just a phase,

For every heartbeat that had a name,

For every "almost" that felt more real than any "forever."

For the love that the world called destructive, But we know - it was the most honest thing either of them ever felt.

This is not just a story.

It is a wound that chose to become poetry.

It is a goodbye that never quite finished being said.

It is Hijr-

And it is dedicated to everyone who has ever loved someone so deeply, so completely, so helplessly- that even losing them felt like a privilege.

Because some loves don't need a happy ending to be worth every single beautiful, breaking moment.

⋆｡°✮ 𖤐 𓏲ּ 𓏧

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