💌 Almost Mine: A Love Story I’m Still Figuring Out

 It started with “hi” and a shared birthday. But somehow, I haven’t stopped thinking about what we could be.

It’s funny how the softest connections often come out of nowhere.

No pressure. No plans. Just curiosity… and suddenly, someone feels familiar in a way you can’t explain.

That was Sharan.

A guy I met on Bumble.

A fellow Taurus. Same birthday.

Same playful charm that made me smirk through my screen.

💬 Our Conversations Were Light… But Something in Me Lit Up

We didn’t talk every second.

He wasn’t always consistent.

But when he showed up? It felt like my inner soft girl could exhale.

He didn’t come with chaos.

Just comfort. Wit. The kind of gentleness that lets you laugh without trying too hard.

🧳 And Then There Was Distance

I mean literal distance.

Different states. Different routines.

But somehow the thread didn’t snap.

We kept tugging on it.

A meme here. A voice note there.

The kind of lingering presence that makes your mind wander at night:

‘What if he was closer?’

‘Would this become something?’

‘Would I be safe with him?’

✨ He Flirted Softly, Like a Man Who Knows Women Like Me Don’t Just Fall

He made me feel like a soft thrill.

Like he knew I was guarded, but worth knowing anyway.

And that “almost” energy — the not-yet, the maybe, the someday —

it didn’t confuse me.

It excited me.

Because what if is a love language too.

💭 And Honestly? I Still Don’t Know What This Is

We don’t talk every day.

But I find myself smiling when I think of him.

Some nights, I imagine his fingers brushing mine while we wait for our coffee orders.

Other nights, I scroll past his texts… just to feel that tiny ache.

This isn’t a fairy tale.

It’s not a full-blown romance.

But it’s soft. And curious. And still unfolding.

🌙 Final Thought:

Not every love story begins with certainty.

Some begin with shared birthdays, long-distance teasing, and a little corner of your heart whispering…

“He could’ve been mine. Maybe he still could be.”