Have you ever realized, that you love someone?
Not in a lusting or sexual way, but you just, love them. You've fallen for them. Maybe its not their looks.
But their personality.
Who they are as a person.
All their imperfections.
To you, this person is just, perfect.
But, the thing is, you're scared to tell them.
You rehearse and practice and imagine the situation for hours, but you never tell them.
They go on with their lives not knowing you have feelings for them.
And you go on, an aching feeling in your chest, a longing to reach out to this person, but you don't.
You just watch them live their life.
You swear to yourself, that you will tell them how you feel. But you never do.
The feeling in your chest gets worse, and worse, perhaps to where its unbearable.
Perhaps you regularly have conversations with this person. Perhaps you regularly laugh with this person.
But they don't know the feelings you have for them. Maybe you learn that they're already in a relationship.
The feeling gets worse. You realize that you will never have a chance with this person, no matter how close you two are.
But still, thinking about them sends your heart fluttering. You're happy when you're with this person. This person is a stabilizer in your messed up life. Everything is okay when you talk to this person.
Yet, this person is always just out of reach.
Long periods of time without this person hurt. The aching comes back. You long to just share a few words with this person. But, they don't always reply. When they do, your heart flutters again, so happy to talk to them again.
You're happy again.
..........
But then, they're gone again, and that feeling of pain and love still lingers. You still linger.
And you still love them.
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Random Short Stories
General FictionThese are only short stories I may randomly come up with at school. They'll probably seem unfinished, but they most likely are finished. Sorry if you're disappointed with the content. And I kinda have a dark mind, so please, be slightly warned.
