ALMOST LOVE

Some loves are loud.
Ours was a whisper.

No one knew. Not really.
To the world, we were just two people passing through each other's lives. A glance too long. A pause too deep. An almost-touch. An almost-love.

But behind the silence, behind every excuse and every fear, was a truth we never dared to say out loud:

I loved him.
And he loved me.
But not enough.

Not enough to choose me.
Not enough to fight.
Not enough to stay.

So we lived in the in-between - where hands never fully reached, and hearts always held back. Where timing was always wrong, and courage never showed up when it mattered most.

And this is not a story of how we found our way to each other.
It's the story of how we almost did.

The story of a love that bloomed in secret,
but died in silence.

This is the story of me and Idris.
The story of almost.