End and Begin [A.H]

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Some people are meant to fall in love with each other but are not meant to be together. It's a cruel twist of fate, a bitter irony that mocks the heart's desires. And you've come to understand that truth all too well, tangled in the bittersweet threads of love and loss.

Aaron. His name lingered on your lips like a whispered prayer, a ghost of affection that refuses to fade. From the moment your eyes first met, you knew there was something inexplicably special about him. His smile was a beacon of warmth in a world often shrouded in darkness, his laughter a melody that echoed in the depths of your soul and that could only be heard in the solitude of your being.

You were inseparable, two souls entwined in a dance of passion and devotion. Every moment spent in his presence was a treasure, each touch a symphony of longing and desire. His hands in yours, his gentle touch of fingers in your hair while lying in your bed were heaven on earth. You carved out your own little universe, where time stood still and the rest of the world faded into insignificance.

But beneath the surface of what you thought was the start of a perfect love, cracks began to form. Fissures of doubt and insecurity widened with each passing day, threatening to swallow you whole. His laughter, once a symphony of joy, began to sound strained as if trying to mask the growing distance between the two of you. His smiles became fleeting, his touch hesitant.

You tried to ignore the signs, to cling to the illusion of happiness you had constructed around you two. You both painted over the splits with false promises and whispered reassurances, hoping against hope that your love would weather the storm. But reality has a way of tearing down walls, exposing the fragile truth hidden beneath the facade.

Late nights smiles turned into early mornings filled with shouted arguments and tear-stained apologies. You danced around the elephant in the room, tiptoeing around the issues until there was no space left for silence. But no amount of avoidance could change what was happening before your very eyes.

You poured your heart out to him, laying bare your fears and insecurities in the hopes of bridging the growing chasm between you two. But his response was always the same, a hesitant nod, a half-hearted attempt at reassurance that only served to deepen the divide.

And so, you drifted further and further apart, like ships passing in the night, destined for different horizons. Your once vibrant being became a shadow of its former self, a hollow shell of what could have been. And as you watched him slip through your fingers like grains of sand, you knew that your time together was drawing to a close.

But even as the end came near, you couldn't bring yourself to let go. You clung to him desperately, as if by holding on tight enough, you could stop the inevitable from happening. But some things are beyond people's control, and your love was one of them.

Words left unspoken hung heavy in the air, suffocating you with their weight. And in the silence that followed, you realized that some bonds are too fragile to withstand the trials of life.

Aaron. His name lingered on your lips like a whispered secret, a desperate prayer for him to stay as he was walking his way out of your door, out of your life.

You were never meant to last, you were destined to unravel at the seams like a threadbare tapestry. And as you stand there then, alone in the wreckage of what once was, you couldn't help but wonder if it was all just a cruel trick of fate.

You were over, and the worst thing is you never began.

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