Life doesn't always seem to work your way. It surprises you, in the most deadly and sometimes happier ways.
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"We never broke up"
"We were never together"
"What was it, that we had?"
"Almost love"
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"If it is 'Yes' I will be on cloud nine, If it is...
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Matthew texted me, asking if we could meet. My heart raced as I stared at the screen, his message glowing faintly in the dim light of my camp. The words were simple—"Meet me by the lake?"—but they carried a weight I couldn't quite explain. I agreed, throwing on a sweater and grabbing my phone before stepping out into the cool night.
Even I had sent him the same message yesterday.. but then?
The walk to the lake was quiet, the sound of crickets filling the air as I tried to steady my nerves. By the time I arrived, Matthew was already there, sitting cross-legged on the grass with his phone in hand. A small smile broke across his face when he saw me, and for a moment, the knot in my stomach loosened.
"Hey," he said, patting the spot next to him.
I sat down beside him, the grass cool and damp beneath me. The stars above us were breathtaking they were scattered like tiny shards of glass across a deep velvety sky.
"I'm glad you came," Matthew said softly, his voice blending with the gentle rustling of leaves.
He hesitated for a moment, then turned his phone screen toward me. On it were unsent messages—dozens of them, all addressed to me. I stared at the words, my chest tightening as I scrolled through them.
"I wrote these but... I couldn't send them," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "And because of that, I think we've been misunderstanding each other."
I showed him up my phone, I had sent him messages too but they never reached him. The net issues!!
I didn't know what to say. The words he hadn't sent hung in the air between us, heavy and unspoken for far too long.
We sat in silence for a while, the night wrapping around us like a blanket. I tilted my head back, letting my eyes drift across the stars. "That one there," I said, pointing to a cluster, "that's Orion's Belt. And over there, that's Cassiopeia."
Matthew leaned closer, his eyes following my finger. "Cassiopeia," he repeated, his voice laced with curiosity.
I turned to him, surprised. "Wait, you actually remembered that?"
He nodded, a small, proud smile tugging at his lips.
