Prettflhyiar
There were so many chances to walk away.
To stop looking.
To forget.
But longing doesn't listen to reason.
It settles into routines, into familiar roads, into the ache of almost and never. In choosing silence over confession, distance over destruction, and loving without being seen.
Time moved forward, even when the heart didn't.
Words remained unsaid.
Feelings stayed.
Years later, fate brings back what was never finished, asking the same question it once left behind.
When everything has changed-
when the past still hurts,
when choosing is no longer easy-
would you still choose the same love?