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A Year of Silence

sugar crush

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The screen on my phone glowed with an unexpected message. It had been almost a year since we last spoke. Twelve months of radio silence, with no explanation or apology.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I read the words. He was thinking about me, about us. The what-ifs and maybes that had haunted me for so long.
His message was simple, yet profound. "I started loving you," he said. "That's why I left. I was afraid of my own emotions, afraid of getting hurt."
A lump formed in my throat as I processed his words. The uncertainty that had haunted me for months finally had an answer. But with that answer came a mix of emotions: sadness, anger, and confusion.
As I sat there, staring at my phone, I realized I had a choice to make. I could respond, reopen the door to our past, or leave it closed and move on with my life. I wished I could tell him that I loved him more, and he meant everything to me.
But we were best friends too.


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After a year of silence, I finally had my voice back. I kept staring at the phone, unsure of what to do next.
 
The screen on my phone glowed with an unexpected message. It had been almost a year since we last spoke. Twelve months of radio silence, with no explanation or apology.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I read the words. He was thinking about me, about us. The what-ifs and maybes that had haunted me for so long.
His message was simple, yet profound. "I started loving you," he said. "That's why I left. I was afraid of my own emotions, afraid of getting hurt."
A lump formed in my throat as I processed his words. The uncertainty that had haunted me for months finally had an answer. But with that answer came a mix of emotions: sadness, anger, and confusion.
As I sat there, staring at my phone, I realized I had a choice to make. I could respond, reopen the door to our past, or leave it closed and move on with my life. I wished I could tell him that I loved him more, and he meant everything to me.
But we were best friends too.


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After a year of silence, I finally had my voice back. I kept staring at the phone, unsure of what to do next.
"I can deeply relate to that moment...when a part of us yearns to reopen the door, longing to relive the beautiful memories and conversations we once shared. Yet, another part of us resists, reminding us of the reasons why everything had to end. The inner conflict saga continues..."
 
The screen on my phone glowed with an unexpected message. It had been almost a year since we last spoke. Twelve months of radio silence, with no explanation or apology.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I read the words. He was thinking about me, about us. The what-ifs and maybes that had haunted me for so long.
His message was simple, yet profound. "I started loving you," he said. "That's why I left. I was afraid of my own emotions, afraid of getting hurt."
A lump formed in my throat as I processed his words. The uncertainty that had haunted me for months finally had an answer. But with that answer came a mix of emotions: sadness, anger, and confusion.
As I sat there, staring at my phone, I realized I had a choice to make. I could respond, reopen the door to our past, or leave it closed and move on with my life. I wished I could tell him that I loved him more, and he meant everything to me.
But we were best friends too.


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After a year of silence, I finally had my voice back. I kept staring at the phone, unsure of what to do next.
Keeep going...
:clapping:
Love opens you up to get hurt and love is a vulnerable feeeling.. U need to be ready to handle the rejection too.. Its hard because you know you love them, but you are not sure if they will reciprocate or they want to hear it or they care.
 
Keeep going...
:clapping:
Love opens you up to get hurt and love is a vulnerable feeeling.. U need to be ready to handle the rejection too.. Its hard because you know you love them, but you are not sure if they will reciprocate or they want to hear it or they care.
Sure and yeah uncertainty is hard
 
"I can deeply relate to that moment...when a part of us yearns to reopen the door, longing to relive the beautiful memories and conversations we once shared. Yet, another part of us resists, reminding us of the reasons why everything had to end. The inner conflict saga continues..."
Ninak ithrem Botham indo :las:
Athenne ore sweet pain pole
 
The screen on my phone glowed with an unexpected message. It had been almost a year since we last spoke. Twelve months of radio silence, with no explanation or apology.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I read the words. He was thinking about me, about us. The what-ifs and maybes that had haunted me for so long.
His message was simple, yet profound. "I started loving you," he said. "That's why I left. I was afraid of my own emotions, afraid of getting hurt."
A lump formed in my throat as I processed his words. The uncertainty that had haunted me for months finally had an answer. But with that answer came a mix of emotions: sadness, anger, and confusion.
As I sat there, staring at my phone, I realized I had a choice to make. I could respond, reopen the door to our past, or leave it closed and move on with my life. I wished I could tell him that I loved him more, and he meant everything to me.
But we were best friends too.


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After a year of silence, I finally had my voice back. I kept staring at the phone, unsure of what to do next.
You have 2 choices." respond, reopen the door to your past, or leave it closed and move on "
Life presents us with countless decisions every day, each carrying its own set of consequences. Choice per se is "Do it now or regret it later."
It talks of powerful truth about the nature of opportunity, action, and the human experience.
We delay tasks, put off decisions, and defer dreams, often underestimating the cost of inaction. Regret, on the other hand, is a heavy burden. It is a silent whisper that reminds us of missed opportunities, unfulfilled potential, and roads not taken. Regret can be more painful than failure .
Its your life , its your decision. Hope for the best and prepared for the worst. Best way is to respond now and open the door for your lost love. :cool:
 
You have 2 choices." respond, reopen the door to your past, or leave it closed and move on "
Life presents us with countless decisions every day, each carrying its own set of consequences. Choice per se is "Do it now or regret it later."
It talks of powerful truth about the nature of opportunity, action, and the human experience.
We delay tasks, put off decisions, and defer dreams, often underestimating the cost of inaction. Regret, on the other hand, is a heavy burden. It is a silent whisper that reminds us of missed opportunities, unfulfilled potential, and roads not taken. Regret can be more painful than failure .
Its your life , its your decision. Hope for the best and prepared for the worst. Best way is to respond now and open the door for your lost love. :cool:
Thanks for saying that
 
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