One whole year has passed since I started admiring you, trying to be around you, annoying you with my posts, songs and all my little ways of saying, “I'm still here.” 
I honestly don't even know how it started. We came from different languages, different cultures, different worlds… and yet, somewhere between all those differences, my heart chose you.
After I met you, I never really felt like looking for another girl here. I never wanted to flirt with anyone, never wanted to start another story. I just stayed here… because I had already found the person I wanted to admire.
You probably know I'm around. You probably know how much I love you. And I also know that you don't always feel the same way, and sometimes you even try to avoid me. I know that.
But my love was never about getting something back from you.
For this whole year, I've simply loved you in the only way I know how — by admiring you, supporting you, posting songs that remind me of you, irritating you a little, and finding silly reasons to make you notice that somewhere in this world, there is a person who genuinely loves you for who you are.
Not because you're perfect.
Not because I expect anything from you.
Not because I want to force a place in your life.
Just because… you're you.
And maybe that's the strangest and most beautiful part of it all — I still can't explain exactly when it happened or why my heart chose you.
I only know that one year later, I'm still here.
Still admiring you.
Still choosing you.
Still loving you.
And still grateful that I got to know someone like you.
Happy one year to this beautiful, crazy little feeling of mine.
Some love stories are about being together.
Some are simply about loving someone so genuinely that even asking for anything in return becomes unnecessary.
And this one… is mine.
@Saraa
I honestly don't even know how it started. We came from different languages, different cultures, different worlds… and yet, somewhere between all those differences, my heart chose you.
After I met you, I never really felt like looking for another girl here. I never wanted to flirt with anyone, never wanted to start another story. I just stayed here… because I had already found the person I wanted to admire.
You probably know I'm around. You probably know how much I love you. And I also know that you don't always feel the same way, and sometimes you even try to avoid me. I know that.
But my love was never about getting something back from you.
For this whole year, I've simply loved you in the only way I know how — by admiring you, supporting you, posting songs that remind me of you, irritating you a little, and finding silly reasons to make you notice that somewhere in this world, there is a person who genuinely loves you for who you are.
Not because you're perfect.
Not because I expect anything from you.
Not because I want to force a place in your life.
Just because… you're you.
And maybe that's the strangest and most beautiful part of it all — I still can't explain exactly when it happened or why my heart chose you.
I only know that one year later, I'm still here.
Still admiring you.
Still choosing you.
Still loving you.
And still grateful that I got to know someone like you.
Happy one year to this beautiful, crazy little feeling of mine.
Some love stories are about being together.
Some are simply about loving someone so genuinely that even asking for anything in return becomes unnecessary.
And this one… is mine.
@Saraa
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