Echoes of Glory: FC Barcelona Imagine

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Just Go (Alejandro Balde.)

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Alejandro leaned against the railing of his balcony, staring out at the city skyline bathed in the soft glow of twilight.

The evening breeze carried with it a mix of emotions that mirrored the turmoil in his heart. He sighed deeply, grappling with the weight of unspoken words and unfulfilled hopes.

"I know, your heart isn’t by my side," Alejandro murmured to himself, his voice tinged with resignation. He had come to realize that despite his deep feelings for Y/N, she had never truly belonged to him.

Time seemed futile in easing the ache he felt, as each passing day only seemed to reinforce the painful truth.

He recalled the moments they had shared, the laughter and the intimate conversations that had momentarily made him believe in a future together.

"Baby please says nothing," he whispered softly, remembering how he had tried to hide his feelings beneath a facade of casual indifference, afraid to reveal the depth of his emotions.

"I try to act like I’m fine," Alejandro admitted, running a hand through his hair in frustration. But no matter how hard he tried to suppress his feelings, he couldn't escape the haunting image of Y/N with someone else — someone who had always held a piece of her heart.

"But the person in your eyes was always him," Alejandro acknowledged sadly, his gaze dropping to the city lights below.

He knew that despite their connection, Y/N's heart had never fully been his to claim. "It wasn’t me," he whispered, feeling the weight of unrequited love settle heavily upon him.

"I’ll silently let you go to him," Alejandro resolved, though the words caught in his throat. He knew that clinging to false hope would only prolong their mutual agony.

"Be more honest with yourself," Alejandro urged, his voice tinged with a mix of longing and acceptance.

He had always admired Y/N's ability to navigate life with authenticity, and now, he hoped she would find the courage to follow her heart, even if it meant leaving him behind.

"He’s still in your heart," Alejandro murmured, closing his eyes briefly to block out the painful truth.

He knew that the memories they had created together would forever be intertwined with the presence of another, making it impossible for him to compete.

"It’s not you to be so cautious," Alejandro reflected, recalling the carefree spirit that had initially drawn him to Y/N. He had fallen for her vibrant energy and unwavering optimism, but now, he felt adrift in a sea of uncertainty and unfulfilled promises.

"My heart doesn’t feel like my own," Alejandro confessed, a lump forming in his throat as he grappled with the realization that loving someone meant accepting their choices, even when they broke his heart.

He had hoped for a future with Y/N, but now, he was left to navigate a future without her.

"You can go to him," Alejandro whispered, his voice barely above a whisper as he released Y/N from the silent grip of his unspoken desires.

He knew that holding on would only prolong their pain, and so, he chose to embrace the inevitable — a future where Y/N belonged to someone else.

"I’ll just accept your heart," Alejandro resolved, a sense of calm settling over him as he made peace with his decision. He knew that love wasn't about possession, but about selflessness and unconditional support, even in letting go.

"Don’t worry about me," Alejandro murmured, his voice filled with a quiet strength born from acceptance. He knew that his own heartache was a small price to pay for Y/N's happiness.

"Just go, just go," he repeated softly, the words a silent prayer for her to find joy in her chosen path.

"I’ll let go of your hand," Alejandro acknowledged, feeling the weight of their intertwined destinies slipping away with each passing moment.

He knew that letting go now, before his feelings grew too entangled, was the only way to preserve their shared memories without bitterness or regret.

"Before I change my mind, don’t regret," Alejandro whispered, his words a plea for Y/N to embrace her future without looking back.

He knew that regret would only tarnish the beauty of their shared moments, and so, he urged her to find solace in the knowledge that their love had been genuine, even if it had been fleeting.

"Just go, just go, just go," Alejandro repeated, the mantra of release echoing in his mind as he watched Y/N fade into the distance, her silhouette a poignant reminder of what could have been.

"There’s already no room in your heart," Alejandro thought sadly, feeling as though he had imposed himself where he didn't belong.

The mixture of emotions was overwhelming, and he found himself unable to stand seeing Y/N caught in the middle.

"Don’t be sorry," Alejandro whispered to himself, though the words offered little solace. He knew that apologies couldn’t mend his broken heart or erase the memories of what could have been.

"It’s not meant to be for us," Alejandro finally admitted, resigning himself to the painful truth.

"Breaking up is the answer."

In the quiet of his apartment, Alejandro wrestled with his feelings of loss and longing. "Each day will be a depressing night for me," he acknowledged, knowing that moving on would be a slow and painful process.

Yet, despite the hurt, he found a small comfort in wanting Y/N's happiness above all else.

"You seem much happier with him," Alejandro conceded, allowing himself a moment of raw honesty.

"You’ve just been dumped."

As Alejandro reflected on the love he had hoped for and lost, he knew that despite the pain, he would always wish Y/N well.

"Just go," he whispered one last time, releasing her with a silent prayer for her happiness.