She was always the one who texted first..Not bcz she had nothing else to do, but bcz her heart refused to give up on him. Every "hey" cost her a little pride, every unanswered message made her chest feel heavier, yet she kept trying. She knew she looked desperate, but all she ever wanted was a small sign that she mattered!! Some days, she stared at her phone for hours, rereading thr old replies, convincing herself that silence didn't mean absence of love... She wiped her tears 1000 times and waited for just one msg frm him.. But one day, something inside her finally got tired not of loving him, but of begging to be seen... So she stopped texting. Not bcz she stopped caring, but bcz she realized love shouldn't have to hurt ths much just to be noticed! And that day she finally realised that it's better to be stay alone than bleed every single day!!