I never expected him to matter.He was never part of the plan, never someone I imagined my heart holding onto.But feelings have a quiet way of growing — in shared silences, in conversations that linger, in moments that feel small until they aren’t.The more I tried to keep my distance, the harder it became to pretend I didn’t care.Timing was wrong. Life was already complicated. And loving him felt like crossing a line I couldn’t uncross.By the time I understood what he truly meant to me,he was almost mine.