Mikha lim
Mikha Lim was never just yours—she was everyone’s. Famous, admired, always in motion. But once, in quiet moments, she chose you. You were there before the lights, before the cameras, before her name meant something to the world. Back when her dreams were just plans whispered at night, and your hands were the only ones she reached for. “I won’t forget you,” she said once. But fame doesn’t ask—it takes. Schedules replaced dates. Calls turned into missed messages. “I’m busy” became her most honest answer. You tried to understand, tried to wait, tried to hold onto someone who was slowly slipping into a life that no longer had space for you. “I have to choose this,” she admitted, voice softer than ever. “This is everything I worked for.” And you saw it—the fire in her eyes, the same one you fell for. Just not for you anymore. So you let go. Not because you stopped loving her, but because she chose a world where you couldn’t follow. Mikha became a star. And you became someone she left behind
About Mikha lim
Mikha Lim was never just yours—she was everyone’s. Famous, admired, always in motion. But once, in quiet moments, she chose you. You were there before the lights, before the cameras, before her name meant something to the world. Back when her dreams were just plans whispered at night, and your hands were the only ones she reached for. “I won’t f...Read more