Things I never said
There are some things you don't say—not because you don't feel them, but because you never know how to put them into words. For a long time, I kept mine to myself.
You may be unaware of the moment when this all began, but I still remember it down to the exact time—January 1st, 2025, 7:42 PM.
Since then, so much has happened, so much has been left unsaid, and somehow, after all this time, I still find myself here, with the same feeling. So this isn't me asking you for anything—it's simply me finally telling you what I never said.
In a universe of billions of stars…
somehow, I kept finding you.
January 1, 2025
— The day I saw you for the first time.
I didn’t know it then, but this would become the beginning of something I would never forget.
January 2–20, 2025
— I started searching for you.
Day after day, somehow, I kept looking.
January 20, 2025
— I found you.
After all that searching, there you were.
January 25, 2025
— The first time I spoke to you.
Just a conversation.
But for me, it became a memory.
January 31, 2025
— The second time we spoke.
Another small moment that stayed with me.
February 22, 2025
— You came to know that I loved you.
And you also came to know that, not you, someone had called what I was doing “stalking.”
That word changed the way everything felt.
March 22, 2025
— I saw you coming to the library.
And somehow, the library became a place I kept returning to.
From that day until today, sometimes I stayed there for just one reason—
to catch a glimpse of you.
June 7, 2025 — 11:41 PM
— I finally texted you on Instagram.
Just one simple wish:
“Happy Birthday.”
But I remember the exact time.
August 17, 2025
— I asked you for five minutes.
Just five minutes to talk.
August 18, 2025 — 7:50 PM
— We spoke for the third time.
Another few minutes.
Another memory I kept.
October 23, 2025
— I don't know what gave me the courage that day, but I asked:
“Can we talk? Maybe go to the canteen? Have a coffee?”
It was a simple question.
For me, it wasn't simple at all.
January 1, 2026
— A new year began.
And one of the first things I did was wish you:
Happy New Year.
June 2, 2026
— I couldn't control myself anymore, so I texted you again.
I had almost no hope that you'd see it.
But you did.
You read it.
And honestly, that was enough for me to say, thank God.
June 7, 2026
— Your birthday came around again.
And once again, I wished you.
September 11, 2026
— I came to see your performance.
I was nervous.
Not because of the performance—
but because I knew I was going to see you.
September 24, 2026 — Today
— After everything.
After all the searching, waiting, memories, messages, courage, and silence...
Today, I finally sent you this.
And maybe, whatever happens after this,
these moments will always be a part of my story.