Liam and Ethan met at the old oak tree, the same place where they had shared their first unspoken feelings. The years had passed, but the tree still stood tall, its branches reaching out like gnarled fingers, a silent witness to their journey.
They sat on the steps, their backs against the rough bark, the familiar scent of pine filling the air. They had a lot to talk about, a lot to make up for.
"I'm sorry, Ethan," Liam said, his voice filled with regret. "I should have told you how I felt a long time ago."
Ethan shook his head. "It's okay, Liam. I was afraid too. We were both scared."
They talked for hours, sharing their stories, their fears, their hopes. They talked about the years they had spent apart, the pain of unrequited love, the longing that had never faded.
As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, Ethan looked at Liam, his heart filled with a mixture of hope and fear.
"Liam," he said, his voice soft. "I... I still love you."
Liam's eyes widened in surprise. "Ethan, I... I love you too."
The words hung in the air, a confession that shattered the silence, the unspoken truth that had been buried for so long.
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Maybe This Time
Short Story"Maybe This Time" is a heartwarming story about two young boys, Ethan and Liam, whose friendship blossoms into a love that they are too afraid to acknowledge. Their journey is a poignant exploration of first love, the complexities of coming to terms...
