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Sitting right in front of me, but still making me feel so alone.
That we just give up? Without even trying to fix things?”
The touch burns. I feel it. Everywhere.
even though it’s been years, he knows some true, core version of me that very few people do.
“How lost I was. How I was so…directionless.”
You never wavered, and I always admired that. The way you didn’t give up. I was…in awe of it, really.”
He’d seen only what I’d wanted him to see back then. He hadn’t seen the truth.
maybe he doesn’t sense it. Maybe he doesn’t feel it the way I do.
eyes. I’m not sure what I’m waiting for.
His smile had captured me, wide and beaming and…secure.
Comfortable in his own skin. That smile, his clear and apparent joy, had sparked something within me.
I’d wanted to be on the receiving end of that smile.
if I can’t…I can’t remember what will happen.
Stuck in a free fall I couldn’t escape.
he’d seemed genuinely interested, asking more questions whenever I paused. Slowly, my anxiety around him had faded.
Even if it’s only somewhere I’ll be for a little while, there are things you can do to make it feel more permanent. To make it feel more like home.”
Keeping his true feelings buried deep down.
Trying not to let him know how affected I am by all of this. By him.
he says two words that stop me in my tracks. “Trust me.”
How do you trust someone when they never lower any of their defenses?
When they never let you in?
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I can’t understand what he means.
Soon, we’re in sync.
Hoping they can change things from the inside.
“You’re the one who never accepted my help,”
“You’re the one who never needed me.”
“I needed you, Nikhil. I did. That was the problem.”
“How do you think it felt to be the only one falling apart? The one who was always struggling. Always taking. Always needing something
“I couldn’t do it anymore. I needed you to need me too.”
I see the fault lines that existed before that moment. The tiny cracks that made the ultimate fracture inevitable.
This expectation. This pressure. This weight.
was always…fine. Smiling through every setback.
it made everything feel so unbalanced.
“Most accidents happen close to home.”
when drivers start to get within five miles of their house, they let their guard down.
knew you were passionate. I knew it meant a lot to you.
“You were everything I wanted too.”
“Don’t leave me again.” I don’t know what he means.
you were just as focused and intense and careful with me.
“I’m really sorry.”
I wish you had let me be there for you the way you always were for me.”
It doesn’t change the fact that the two of us were not meant for each other.
“I like the small town. The way everyone knows each other. And how everything’s walkable.
like that part too. The small town and sense of community.
outside of work…I don’t have much of a social life.
they’re not the kind of people I’d turn to if I was feeling down. Or if I needed
the kinds of friends whose main form of social interaction is watching each other’s stories on Instagram.
“It can feel lonely here too,”
