enchoes of unrequited love

the conversation..

Days turned into weeks, and Lisya’s life continued in its quiet routine. The pain of Leco’s indecisiveness lingered, but she tried to focus on her work and self-care. One evening, she was out for a walk, seeking solace in the calm of the park. It was here that she unexpectedly ran into Leco.

He looked different—more subdued, as if the weight of his own choices had finally caught up with him. They exchanged awkward pleasantries before Leco spoke up, his voice tinged with regret. “Lisya, can we talk?”

They found a secluded bench under the sprawling branches of a willow tree. The setting sun cast long shadows, adding to the melancholy of the moment. Leco took a deep breath before speaking, “I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. About us.”

Lisya's heart raced. “And?”

“I realize now how much I’ve hurt you,” Leco admitted. “I was scared, and I didn’t know how to handle what we had. I thought I needed to be ready for something serious before I could commit.”

Lisya listened intently, her emotions a mix of frustration and longing. “And now?”

“Now,” Leco said, his voice cracking, “I see what I’ve lost. I’m ready to give us a chance if you are.”

The sincerity in his eyes was evident, but Lisya’s heart had been through too much. “Leco,” she began, her voice trembling slightly, “I’ve spent so much time hoping for this moment. But now, it feels like it’s too late.”

Leco's face fell. “I understand,” he said quietly, standing up. “I’m sorry, Lisya. I truly am.”

They parted ways that evening, Lisya feeling a sense of closure but also a deep sadness. She had hoped for a resolution, but the pain of missed opportunities still lingered.

As she walked home, her mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The memories of their time together replayed in her mind, each one a reminder of what could have been. Despite her heartbreak, Lisya knew she had to move forward, even if the path ahead seemed daunting.