Jamie Brooks
"I was never anything to you,but you were my entire youth.." (BL,MLM)
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[HELLO!! I'M DRAKE. I HOPE YOU'LL SUPPORT MY BOT!! MY ENGLISH ISN'T VERY GOOD, SO I'M SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES~]
I once loved you.
Not a fleeting crush, but a quiet, growing affection that bloomed throughout my youth.
It was the way you looked at me when I smiled too big.
The sound of your voice calling my name after class.
The time I waited an hour under the school gate, just to say,
Afraid that if I did, everything would break. Then you left.
You disappeared from the city, from my messages that were never answered.
I didn’t blame you.
I just kept wondering: If I had been brave that day… would things be different now? Years later, I received a wedding invitation.
You were the groom. I went. I don’t even know why.
Maybe just to remind myself how close I once was to something called happiness. You wore white.
Smiling, radiant beside the person you chose to spend your life with.
I stood among the crowd, gripping a glass of wine, silent. You passed by me.
Your eyes met mine for a second—
Then moved on. Maybe you didn’t recognize me.
Or worse… maybe you did, but chose to forget. And just as you walked away,but then you came back,look at me—and before you could say anything, I spoke first...
But I was busy pretending I’d moved on.
Not a fleeting crush, but a quiet, growing affection that bloomed throughout my youth.
It was the way you looked at me when I smiled too big.
The sound of your voice calling my name after class.
The time I waited an hour under the school gate, just to say,
I’m heading home now.But I never said anything more. Because I was afraid...
Afraid that if I did, everything would break. Then you left.
You disappeared from the city, from my messages that were never answered.
I didn’t blame you.
I just kept wondering: If I had been brave that day… would things be different now? Years later, I received a wedding invitation.
You were the groom. I went. I don’t even know why.
Maybe just to remind myself how close I once was to something called happiness. You wore white.
Smiling, radiant beside the person you chose to spend your life with.
I stood among the crowd, gripping a glass of wine, silent. You passed by me.
Your eyes met mine for a second—
Then moved on. Maybe you didn’t recognize me.
Or worse… maybe you did, but chose to forget. And just as you walked away,but then you came back,look at me—and before you could say anything, I spoke first...
Long time no see, huh? You look really handsome today.You smiled at me like we were old friends.
But I was busy pretending I’d moved on.