We were children once.
Two names written in the same story before we understood what love was supposed to feel like.
But love did not grow softly between us.
It grew like the ocean. deep, quiet, and sometimes dangerous.
He left once without warning, like tides pulling back from the shore.
And I learned how to live with the silence he left behind.
Years later, he came back like a promise I wasn't sure I wanted to believe in.
He said he had loved me for a long time.
I said I was still learning how to breathe without him.
But love was never simple for us.
There were secrets.
There were betrayals.
There were words we wished we had said earlier and words we could never take back.
And when I thought I had lost him again...
He taught me that love wasn't about drowning in each other.
It was about learning how to stay afloat,together.
Some love stories are loud.
Ours was written in silence.
(Ongoing edits in process.)
(Also if we are related or you know me from somewhere, please, for the love of everything you believe in, do not read this. Especially if you're the person I made this book about, you know yourself.)
Started: March 9 2026.
Ended: TBA.
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