r/PinoyUnsentLetters

I guess some people come into our lives just to be loved from a distance, and maybe you're one of those people for me.

We never became anything, and I don't think you ever knew how i felt about you. Maybe you never will, and that's okay. I was happy just admiring you, noticing the little things about you, and holding on to moments that probably meant more to me than they ever did to you.

Maybe some would call me a coward for never telling you how i love you. Perhaps, in another circumstance, i would have found the courage to say it. But we both know that some things simply cannot happen in this lifetime, no matter how much a part of me wishes otherwise. So i'll let these feelings remain mine, and let life take you wherever you're meant to be.

As you begin this new chapter in your life, i hope it brings you happiness, beautiful experiences, and many reasons to smile. You deserve good things, and i hope life is kind to you along the way.

Maybe a part of me will always wonder what it would have been like if things were different. But some questions are better left unanswered, and some feelings are better kept quietly in the heart.

If there's another lifetime, maybe I'll get to know you differently. Maybe the circumstances will be kinder to us then. For now, i'll leave you with nothing but good wishes. I hope life is gentle with you, wherever it takes you.

Take care. You may never know that this farewell was meant for you, but i'll remember you as someone i was grateful to have crossed paths with, even if only from a distance.

-J

i want you so bad, and it hurts knowing that no matter how much i want you, i can’t have you. not because i don’t want to, not because i don’t see a possibility of wanting you more, but because some things just aren’t meant to happen, no matter how badly our hearts wish they could. and maybe that’s the cruelest part of all this.
sarap sa feeling isipin na what if maging akin ka? what if i get to love you without having to feel guilty about it, without all these circumstances standing between us, without having to remind myself that there are reasons why i can’t let myself want you this much. but reality keeps reminding me that wanting you and being able to have you are two completely different things.
and god, you’re so near. you’re right there, within reach, close enough that i could probably start a conversation with you if only things were different. but every time i see you, i’m reminded of how close you are physically and how impossible it is for me to get any closer to you in the way i secretly wish i could. ang sakit lang kasi the more i see you, the more i want you, and the more i want you, the more i have to remind myself that i can’t.
sometimes, i wish i had met you in a different lifetime, under different circumstances, when wanting you wouldn’t be something i have to fight against. maybe in another version of this world, i wouldn’t have to write unsent letters about you. maybe i could just walk up to you, say hi, get to know you, and let things happen without having to think about all the reasons why i shouldn’t.
but this is the lifetime i have, and these are the circumstances i have to live with. and as much as it hurts, i know that wanting you doesn’t automatically mean i get to have you.
so i guess i’ll just keep liking you quietly. from a distance that i wish didn’t have to exist. i’ll keep all the conversations we never had, all the things i wanted to tell you, and all the little what-ifs that will probably never become anything more than what-ifs.
and maybe one day, i’ll stop wishing things were different. maybe one day, seeing you won’t hurt this much. but right now, it does. because how do you even begin to let go of someone you never really had the chance to hold on to?

i wish i could have you in this lifetime. but maybe, in this one, all i can do is wish.
and that hurts more than i know how to explain

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Umaga na naman. Grieving continues.
Grieving the past.
Grieving our possibilities.

Ang daming nawala nang sabay-sabay. Now I’m waking up every morning to the reality that you’re no longer part of my everyday life. I have to remember the loss all over again, even before the day has properly started.

I lost a friend, routines, Koomi nights. I lost the person I wanted to send random videos to, and all the little things I thought I would still get to share with you.

Maybe that's why mornings feel so cruel. There's no distraction yet. No work to occupy my mind, no conversations to pull me away from my thoughts.
Just me, the quiet, and the absence of someone I miss terribly.

Thank you for being the new light of hope amidst the seemingly endless tunnel of despair.

Thank you for recognizing me for who I am, for embracing the whole me.

Thank you for reaching out the same way I would always reach out to someone.

Thank you for always being mature and having the empathy to understand me, my situation, and my fears, it's like we are twins made for each other.

Thank you for appreciating even the smallest of my efforts the same way I appreciate yours and others.

May we create more memories together, cherishing both the present memories and the future memories to come.

I Love You Lots 🩷

Dear lovely,

The wind doesn’t need to tell me where to find you. Only you do.

I’ve searched far and wide, and somehow I came to your world — Reddit — almost completely by accident. I only came there because I needed somewhere to vent, and then I realized you were within the confines of this place too. And honestly, I’m so happy you were.

Part of me can’t help but wonder if that means something. Maybe it doesn’t. Maybe it’s just coincidence. But after everything, I can’t help but see a little bit of meaning in finding you there.

So please, if there’s still a part of you that wants to reach out to me, just do it. It really doesn’t have to be complicated. You don’t have to be afraid of how I’ll receive you.

I’ll be welcoming. Arms wide open — haha, Creed. I won’t turn you away.

I don’t expect you to have everything figured out. I don’t need some perfect explanation or some grand gesture. If you want to talk, I’ll listen. If you want to tell me where your heart is, I’ll hear you.

And if there is still something between us worth finding again, I’ll meet you there.

I love you. I probably will for a very long time. Maybe forever. In this life, and in every life my heart could possibly recognize yours.

You were made for me, lovely. Or maybe, somehow, we were simply made to find each other.

Either way, I’m still here.

- A