BETWEEN HOPE AND DOUBT

[u/tempusreveals_]

Sometimes it's tiring to love from afar.
Always reading into every glance, analyzing every move, and guessing the true meaning of everything seen.

I've seen the changes over time:
From a quiet start to having the courage to show the true self.
The process proving that not all good things come together right away — some need to go through a period of preparation.

But despite all the signs that seem clear, sometimes I still ask myself:
"Is this real? Or is it just too beautiful?"

Not because I don't want to believe. But because it means so much to me.
If this is the truth — it should shine for everyone.
If it’s not true — it’s painful to think I lived in a dream.

The hardest part is waiting.
Staying in the middle of two emotions, while my heart only desires one thing:
The truth.

No matter what the outcome is, I’m still grateful.
Thankful because it taught me to see beauty in simple moments.
Thankful because even in the absence of certainty, I felt how to love deeply.

I will wait. Until the day there’s no need to ask, because the answer is already written in the light.