BL ONESHOTS NO.4

⁵⁰²⁰😭Pat x Pran

Pat' POV

I WANTED TO STAY WITH YOU FOR ALL OF MY LIFE.

Maybe saying goodbye to you was better for the both of us than saying hello and staying together. I know we parted ways on bad times but each day that goes by all I think about is what we once had as a couple, what we once went through together when we were one, and what we went through to stick by each other's side and us not being able to hold each other's eyes or look in each other's direction is a pain for the both of us and I see it without seeing it because as much as my heart pains on not being able to hold you in my arms or kiss your cheek whenever I want to or just simply hear you laugh because of me, I know that parting ways for us would have been the best option, but I always hoped that we would be more than this, more than strangers.

But as the days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, I couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that consumed me. Memories of us flooded my mind, reminding me of the love we once shared and how quickly it all fell apart.

I couldn't help but wonder if things could have been different. If we had fought harder for our love, if we had communicated better, would we still be together? Or was it just not meant to be?

I miss you, Pran. I miss your laugh, your touch, your presence. But most of all, I miss the feeling of being loved by you.

I don't know if you feel the same way, if you lay awake at night thinking of me like I do of you. But I hope you know that a piece of my heart will always belong to you. And even though we may never be together again, I will always cherish the moments we shared and the love we once had.

Goodbye, my love. Goodbye, Pran. I hope you find happiness, even if it's without me by your side.

Pran' POV

As I walked away from Pat, a heavy sense of regret and sorrow weighed on my heart.

I couldn't bear to see the pain in his eyes, the hurt that I had caused by walking away. But deep down, I knew that it was the right decision for both of us.

I tried to convince myself that it was for the best, that we were better off apart. But every night, as I lay alone in bed, memories of our time together would flood my mind. The laughter, the love, the connection we shared - it's something that I couldn't shake no matter how hard I tried.

I missed Pat more than words could express. His touch, his smile, his presence - they were like a balm to my soul. But our love had become tainted by misunderstandings and arguments, and I knew deep down that we couldn't go on like that.

As the weeks turned into months, I found myself longing for Pat's forgiveness, for a chance to make things right. But I also knew that some things were better left in the past, that maybe our love wasn't meant to last.

So I watched from afar, hoping that Pat would find happiness, even if it wasn't with me. I prayed that he would move on, that he would find someone who could love him the way he deserved to be loved.

Goodbye, my love. Goodbye, Pat. I will always cherish the moments we shared and the love we once had, even if it's now just a bittersweet.

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Author.

Months turned into years, and Pat and Pran went their separate ways, each carrying a piece of the other in their hearts.

Pat tried to move on, throwing himself into his work and surrounding himself with friends and activities to distract himself from the ache that lingered in his chest. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the memories of Pran and the love they had shared.

Pran, on the other hand, struggled to find peace with his decision to walk away. The guilt of causing Pat pain weighed heavily on his conscience, and he found himself questioning if he had made the right choice. But deep down, he knew that they had both needed to part ways, for their own sake.

As time passed, the pain slowly dulled, but the longing remained. Pat and Pran went on with their lives, finding happiness in their own ways, but always wondering what could have been if they had fought harder for their love.

And so, they both carried on, their paths intertwining only in memories and what-ifs. But deep down, the love they once shared remained a ghost that haunted them, a testament to the fact that some heartbreaks could never truly heal.

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[No.176. Bye now.]