Written By Emotions

May YinWar never end

With their paths diverging, the world will witness their brilliance — Yin's magnetic charm lighting up the screen and War's raw, transcendent talent carving his name into eternity. I know they will thrive, their separate journeys destined to bloom in glory, and for that, I tell myself to feel joy.

But deep within me, where reason gives way to yearning, there is a wound that refuses to heal. It aches, relentless and sharp, as I watch them drift apart, the bond I cherished reduced to echoes. I tell myself this is what love is: to let them go, to let them grow, even if it shatters me.

Yet, I cling to hope, fragile as a whisper in the storm. I hope that amidst the applause, the flashing cameras, and the world's demands, they will find their way back to one another. Not as the media’s creation, not as the illusion we held dear, but as two souls who once stood as one.

I hope their laughter still finds each other, their quiet moments still exist in shared silence. Whether as lovers or as friends, I wish for them to remain each other's harbor in this tumultuous sea.

But even as I hope, the pain lingers. It pierces me to know that what once was will never be the same again. And so, I watch, with a breaking heart and trembling hands, as they take their separate steps, leaving behind a story I wasn’t ready to end.