unspoken love
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When Silence Masquerades as Love
I’m tired of calling restraint love. For too long, I’ve tried to convince myself that biting my tongue, locking my hands behind my back, and choking down the feelings that rise in my chest is a noble act. That holding… Continue reading
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Another Life, Maybe
There’s a kind of connection that doesn’t need to be spoken to be understood. Yours lives in the way I feel when you’re near me. I don’t know how to explain it clearly, but I notice things I don’t notice… Continue reading
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When Distance Was the Only Way I Knew to Stay Safe
You don’t know how often I rehearsed distance in my mind. I told myself what to say if I saw you. I practiced not looking too long, not smiling too much, not letting my voice give anything away. I made… Continue reading
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The Love I Never Said Out Loud
I used to think love had to be loud to count. That it had to come with declarations and certainty and all the things movies make look easy. But what I felt for him never moved like that. It was… Continue reading
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We Protected the Moment by Pretending It Wasn’t Real
Some memories stay sharp no matter how much time passes. Not because they were loud or dramatic, but because they lived in silence. In glances. In the way his hand almost reached for mine but didn’t. In the way we… Continue reading
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He Had the Key. He Just Never Used It
There’s a softness in me he’ll never meet again. Not because it’s gone, not because I’m bitter, but because it was offered once – fully, freely, without hesitation – and he stood in front of it like it was something… Continue reading
Light Calls To Light 