dishuson
"He is the Sun, and I am the Sunflower."
He was quiet, distant, and mysterious - like the sun, untouchable and burning from afar.
I was drawn to him, like a sunflower searching for light, needing warmth to grow.
I knew he wouldn't say much, and I knew he didn't even notice the way I turned toward him every time he passed by. But when he danced... the whole world stopped.
This is a story of one-sided love that bloomed in silence, of feelings left unspoken, and of a girl who fell for someone who never realized he was her sun.
Not every love story ends with "I love you." Some end with a soft smile... and a turn toward the light.