sophie-rt
- LETTURE 25,074
- Voti 158
- Parti 1
It starts with nothing.
Just presence.
Just awareness.
A space that feels too small.
A silence that lasts too long.
He is there because he has to be.
Rules exist.
They always do.
But wanting doesn't ask permission.
And longing doesn't announce itself.
It settles.
It waits.
It grows in the spaces where nothing is said.
This is not a love story built on moments-
but on restraint.
On everything that almost happens.
On the ache of standing close
and choosing not to reach.
She holds back.
He does too.
And somehow, that's where it begins.