Love, Maybe?
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 40m
Ongoing, First published Jan 25, 2024
3 new parts
Multi Narrative Story.

Do you ever write poetry for the one who holds your heart? Or sketch their face in stolen moments, unable to shake them from your thoughts?

The flutter in your chest when they remember the smallest details, when they help you quietly-never letting you feel like a burden, always making you feel seen.

Have you ever been broken so completely that you nearly lost yourself in the pain? But that suffering changed you, reshaped you into someone new-someone stronger.

Have you ever lost your best friend because of that one, stupid confession? The one that ruined everything?

Meeting the love of your life under the glow of concert lights-there's magic in that, isn't there?

Have you ever almost lost the one who loves you more than anything, simply because you couldn't see how much they already do?

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tropes 

• Childhood frenemies to lovers.
• Friends to lovers.
• College mates to lovers.
° He fell first and harder.
° Slow burn. 
° Long Distance.
° unrequited
° soft romance 
° Bestfriend 

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