The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing on the walls as the sun dipped below the horizon. She sat on the edge of her bed, clutching her phone, heart racing with a mix of hope and despair. The silence was deafening, filled only with the sound of her own thoughts, each one sharper than the last.
She had watched him from afar, a bright light in a world that often felt so dark. He was everything she had ever wanted—kind, funny, and effortlessly charming. They shared laughter, secrets, and moments that felt like they could last forever. But beneath the surface of their friendship lay a truth she couldn’t bear to voice: she was in love with him.
Every time he smiled, her heart would leap, and for a moment, she would dare to dream. But then reality would crash in, reminding her of the unbridgeable gap between them. He was her best friend, and she was just the girl who admired him from the sidelines, too afraid to disrupt the delicate balance of their relationship.
She remembered the day he confided in her about his crush on someone else. The way his eyes lit up as he spoke, the excitement in his voice—it was like a dagger to her heart. She had smiled and nodded, forcing herself to be supportive, but inside, she was crumbling. How could she tell him that the girl he admired was not the only one who felt that way? How could she reveal the truth that had been gnawing at her soul?
Nights were the hardest. Lying in bed, she would replay their moments together, each memory a bittersweet reminder of what could never be. She would close her eyes and imagine a different reality, one where she could tell him how she felt without fear of losing him. But the thought of his rejection was paralyzing. What if he laughed? What if he looked at her with pity? The fear of losing him as a friend was a weight she couldn’t bear.
She often found herself scrolling through her phone, searching for any sign that he might feel the same. A lingering glance, a playful touch—anything that could hint at a deeper connection. But each time, she was met with the same reality: he was oblivious to her feelings, lost in his own world, chasing after someone else.
The ache in her chest grew heavier with each passing day. She felt like a ghost, haunting the edges of his life, invisible and unheard. She wanted to scream, to cry, to let the world know how deeply she cared. But instead, she smiled and laughed, hiding her pain behind a mask of normalcy.
One evening, they were all gathered at a friend’s house, the air filled with laughter and warmth. She watched him from across the room, his smile lighting up the space. He was animated, talking to a group of friends, and for a moment, she felt a flicker of hope. Maybe tonight would be different. Maybe he would see her.
But then she saw him lean in closer to another girl, whispering something that made her laugh. It felt like the ground had shifted beneath her feet. The laughter around her faded, replaced by a deafening silence. She could feel the tears welling up, threatening to spill over. She excused herself, slipping out onto the balcony, desperate for air.
The cool night breeze brushed against her skin, but it did nothing to cool the fire of heartbreak raging inside her. She leaned against the railing, staring up at the stars, wishing she could disappear among them. “Why can’t I just tell him?” she whispered into the night, her voice trembling. “Why is this so hard?”
The truth was, she was terrified. Terrified of rejection, of heartbreak, of the silence that would follow if he didn’t feel the same. But more than that, she was terrified of the love she felt—so deep and consuming that it threatened to swallow her whole.
As she stood there, the weight of her unspoken feelings pressing down on her, she realized that she couldn’t keep living like this. She needed to find a way to either tell him or let go. But how could she let go of something that felt so right?
With a heavy heart, she returned inside, forcing a smile as she rejoined her friends. But inside, she felt like a ghost—present but unseen, longing for something just out of reach. And as the laughter continued around her, she knew that her heart would remain a silent prisoner, caught in the web of one-sided love, until she found the courage to break free.
But deep down, she feared that breaking free would mean losing him forever. And so, she remained trapped in her silence, a heart full of love and a soul aching for something that might never be.
Let me love you in silent only.....
