Collegeindia Stories

College was supposed to be about memories-late-night laughs, last-minute assignments, and friendships that would last a lifetime. But somewhere between stolen glances in crowded hallways and quiet walks under the evening sky, I found something I wasn't supposed to. She was my friend-the closest I'd ever been to love. But love was never ours to have. Between stolen moments and blurred lines, I let myself believe in something that was never meant to be mine. The warmth of her touch, the weight of her gaze-it was everything and nothing at once. But in the end, love is not about who holds you the closest. It's about who lets go first. Some love stories aren't meant to be written and some leave behind nothing but an ache.