A Love Unspoken

Published August 09, 2024
I've been holding onto these feelings for what feels like an eternity, unable to shake off this overwhelming sense of despair. Yes, I truly like you. Right now, it's like I'm caught in the middle of something terrible, a situation I can’t escape from. I know you’ve got feelings for someone else—or maybe not. Maybe they just make you sad, and that sadness has nothing to do with you liking them. But here I am, even if I were to say "I like you," the Earth would keep spinning, and the days would continue to pass by, indifferent to our little dramas.

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London is likely drowning in the sweltering heat of May right now. It’s the kind of heat that makes your skin prickle, a suffocating warmth that clings to your every move. But I love it, not for the picturesque landscapes or the serene beauty, but because it's here, in this blistering heat, that I find myself longing for you. Human hearts are fragile, far too susceptible to the allure of fleeting emotions. Sometimes, all it takes is a single out-of-the-ordinary gesture from someone to make our hearts flutter uncontrollably.

Liking someone in secret might seem foolish to most people, and I’m no exception. I like you, but you don’t even know it. That’s right, I haven’t even bothered to tell you. I’m afraid it would make things awkward, that you’d start to distance yourself from me. And so, out of fear, I’ve kept it all inside, torturing myself day after day, thinking about you while you live your life without a care, blissfully unaware. Out of fear, I watch you like someone else, and I tell myself I have to accept it.

Ever since I started liking you, everything around this guy has changed, you know? He’s dressing up more sharply, just in case he runs into you on the street at night or in one of those tea shops you like to visit. His eyes don’t look sad—how could they, when he’s been so busy with work all day? But when he comes home, he locks himself in his room and writes down all the things he wishes he could say to you, things he should have told you long ago. But his pride keeps him silent. He keeps thinking, "What if?" But what’s the point? Even if he said something now, you wouldn’t love him back—you’re already lost in someone else’s world. If only he’d spoken up sooner, things might have been different. Then again, maybe it would have been better if he had never liked you at all.


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