shn_mtzki
Best friends. Just friends. No labels. No promises. But what if this time... it's love. A real love. A love that they longed for.
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We're not together. But it feels like we are. No one knows what we have, and no one's supposed to know about it. It's private. Quiet. Almost sacred. No labels. No commitments. Just moments-just the feeling. And there are no rules between us. No "I'm yours," no "you're mine." It's always been like that. Just us. Just this. Late night calls, soft touches, secret glances. And people think we're just close. And maybe we are. But what they don't see is how his eyes linger on mine a second longer. How my heart beats faster when he says my name. How silence between us feels safer than words with anyone else. It's not official-but it's real... at least, for now. We're like bestfriends, but we love like something more. But with no promises, no clear words, no guarantee...Is it still love, or is it just comfort? And we don't like to talk about what this is. Because asking might break it. Because once we give it a label, it might disappear. So we stay. In between. Not lovers. Not just friends. Something in the middle. Something fragile. Something real. But how long can you love someone in secret? How long can you stay in a place with no promises? And what if... What if this thing we're both too afraid to define... is actually love?