should I tell her?!

November snuck up on me before I even had time to catch my breath from October. Yet, no matter how the days blur together, one thing remains constant: he's always on my mind. It's like he's etched into every thought, refusing to fade away. Every memory of him brings a smile to my face, a little spark of happiness that I can't ignore. But amidst these thoughts, there's also a twinge of regret. I keep replaying the missed opportunities in my head, wishing I had just said something to him when I had the chance.

In this recent time, the only new things I've learned about him are his birthdate which falls on October 27th and that his Instagram account which is private. It's a bit disappointing that I haven't found out more about him. But besides that, I'm confused. Am I upset because I couldn't find out more about him, or because I'm scared to admit I might like him? It's a puzzling situation, leaving me feeling unsure about what to do next. The mix-up of my feelings makes everything even more confusing. But despite all the confusion, there's still a little part of me that's curious and hopeful that I'll figure it out eventually. Until then, I'm stuck thinking about it, trying to make sense of it all.

As November unfolds, it stretches out before me like an endless expanse, each day passing with the languid pace of a snail's journey. My mind, consumed by thoughts of him, seems to have detached from the rhythm of time itself. Lost in a labyrinth of longing, I navigate through each moment with him as my sole compass, oblivious to the world swirling around me. Every heartbeat echoes his name, every breath whispers his presence, and every tick of the clock is but a faint reminder of the eternity I spend yearning for him.

In this surreal state of fixation, minutes transform into eternities, each second expanding into a vast expanse of longing and desire. The passage of time becomes arbitrary, its boundaries blurred by the intensity of my emotions. I am caught in a relentless cycle of reminiscence and imagination, where memories intertwine with dreams, and reality fades into the background.

Yet, even as the world slows to a crawl, my obsession with him only intensifies. Every thought, every sensation, every fleeting moment is imbued with his essence, weaving a tapestry of longing that envelops me completely. Time itself becomes a mere bystander to the fervor of my emotions, a silent witness to the depths of my infatuation.

And so, I find myself suspended in this liminal space, adrift in a sea of unrequited longing, where each passing moment is but a stepping stone on the path to an elusive destination: his embrace.

I can't help but wonder if I've gone completely mad, consumed by thoughts of him to the point where I'm considering confiding in Munazza about my feelings for her best friend. I am not sure though if I should tell her .It's as if my mind has become a tangled web of emotions, where rationality is overshadowed by the overwhelming desire to express what I've been holding inside. The idea of revealing my feelings feels both terrifying and liberating, a risky leap into the unknown fueled by the intensity of my infatuation. Yet, despite the uncertainty, the thought persists, a constant whisper urging me to take a chance and lay bare my heart's true desires.

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