⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ Always (Pablo Gavi.)

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In the city where the lights never seemed to fade, you and Gavi had built a world of your own. The energy of the bustling streets mirrored the intensity of your relationship, full of passion and unpredictability.

You’d often walk together along Bloor Street, the heart of your shared moments, creating memories that were as vivid as the neon signs above.

The two of you had a rhythm, a harmony that seemed almost too perfect. The laughter and the quarrels, the tender touches and the heated arguments, it was all part of the intricate dance you shared.

Despite the chaos, you always found your way back to each other, drawn together by a bond that felt as constant as the stars.

One particular evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, you found yourself walking alone down Bloor Street.

The memories seemed to come alive with each step you took. You could almost hear the echoes of your laughter, the echoes of the arguments that always seemed to end in passionate reconciliations.

Gavi had been distant lately, lost in the whirlwind of his career and the demands of life. But you understood him; you knew that the intensity of his world often led him to retreat, to find solace in the silence that followed his roaring successes.

Still, it didn’t make it any easier. The space that had grown between you was palpable, yet you clung to the hope that it was just a temporary gap, a phase that would soon close.

You often found solace in the song you’d written, the one that had become your silent promise to Gavi. It spoke of a love that wasn’t bound by the moment, a love that existed beyond the confines of time and space.

It was your way of saying, “I’m here, always.” You poured your heart into those lyrics, capturing the essence of your unwavering commitment. Even if he was with someone else, even if the world around you changed, your feelings remained steadfast.

The nights spent walking alone allowed you to reflect on the relationship, to embrace the changes and the uncertainties. You thought about the good times, the laughter, and the love that had always felt so right.

And amidst the confusion, you found comfort in the knowledge that Gavi was never really gone. He was part of you, part of the fabric of your life, no matter how distant he seemed.

One evening, as you stood near the spot where you’d shared countless moments, you felt a familiar presence behind you. Turning around, you saw Gavi approaching, his expression a mix of determination and vulnerability.

His eyes, the ones that always seemed to hold a universe of emotions, met yours.

I’m sorry,” he began, his voice softer than usual.

I’ve been so caught up in everything, and I’ve let things slip away. But no matter where I go or what I do, there’s always a space in my heart that’s reserved for you.

You could see the sincerity in his eyes, the same eyes that had once held you close and made promises under the stars.

The words he spoke were like a balm to the ache you’d been feeling, a reminder that even though things had changed, the essence of what you shared remained unchanged.

I know,” you replied, reaching out to take his hand.

I’ve always known. And I’m here, waiting for us to find our way back to that rhythm we once had. It’s never been about not being with someone else; it’s about knowing that we’re always part of each other’s lives, no matter what.

The connection between you was undeniable, the familiar warmth and understanding that came from knowing someone so deeply.

As you walked side by side once again down Bloor Street, the stars above seemed to shine a little brighter, echoing the promises of the song you had written.

The world around you continued its relentless pace, but in that moment, there was a quiet certainty that no matter where life took you both, the love you shared was a constant, an eternal presence that would always be there.

And as the night deepened, with the city lights twinkling like the stars in the sky, you both knew that you would always find your way back to each other, no matter how far apart you drifted.

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