How does one cope when someone close to them is gone? Some will do their best to move on, while others will hold on to the hope that they'll be back on their life.
Occasionally, other people will fight until the end to have them back. True love means you have to fight for them, right? But not everyone has the determination to keep on fighting.
I am one of those people who got tired of fighting and ended up hoping they'll be back. I got tired of looking for her, the only thing left I could do is to write and create a play in hopes that she'll find her way back to me. Unfortunately, all I could write is filled with tragic endings since I don't have a glimpse of a happy ending.
But what other people and I don't know is, in order to have your long-awaited happy ending, you have to go through a tragic journey.
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They say love begins in silence.
But what happens when the silence lasts too long?
This is not a love story about happily ever afters.
This is a story about almosts-
About late-night conversations that stopped just short of meaning something.
About eye contacts that promised more,
but always ended in friendship.
In Part 1, she loved him quietly.
In Part 2, she starts to speak-
but still, he doesn't listen the way she hoped.
She tries to become his safe place.
She tries to heal his fear of attachment.
She tries to read his mind, hold his hand without holding it,
and love him in a way that feels patient-not desperate.
But the more she hopes,
the more she drowns.
This is the continuation of a one-sided love story that became too heavy to carry.
A confession soaked in unsent messages, mixed signals, and a storm of emotions that never found a home.
Sometimes, loving someone means letting go.
Sometimes, silence is louder than goodbye.