Wanting You Was Never the Plan

They weren’t supposed to matter.

It was just a rivalry. A hookup. A revenge plot. A one-time mistake. But then something shifted. One look lasted too long. One touch landed too deep. One night became the thing you replay every time you close your eyes.

And now? Now it’s not just lust.

Now it’s not just hate.

Now it’s personal.

This post is for the ones who didn’t plan to want each other—who tried not to. But sometimes the thing you run from is the one thing that ruins you best.