@jonalixx_: 𓂃 ོ⋆☀︎𓂃 𓂃 ོ⋆☀︎𓂃 𓂃 ོ⋆☀︎𓂃 For eight years, Lena and Miu were inseparable. Everyone joked they’d end up together. But they never did. Miu loved Lena quietly, too afraid to say it out loud. She thought her messy, loud heart would never fit the calm, peaceful life Lena always wanted. 𓂃 𓂃 𓂃 It was pouring outside. Miu sat by the window, drunk and lonely. Without even meaning to, she wrote down every quiet feeling she’d never dared say out loud. “I wish I could be the one you love.” At 2:17 AM, she hit send. After hitting send, panic crashed over her. She pressed delete. Delete for Everyone. But right there, under the timestamp, it said: Read. They didn’t say a single word about it the next day. Their easy silences turned heavy. Their laughs didn’t reach their eyes anymore. Late-night calls stopped. Lena kept opening their chat, staring at the empty space where the message had been, wondering what else Miu had wanted to say. Miu kept checking the screen too, wondering if Lena really had seen it, or if she’d pretend she hadn’t. And neither of them ever asked. 𓂃 𓂃 𓂃 Three years passed. Lena started dating someone. “I think he’s the one,” Lena said, bright and happy. Miu forced a wide smile. “I’m really happy for you,” she said softly. As soon as she was home, she broke down. She cried until the sun rose, and the world turned bright again without her. 𓂃 𓂃 𓂃 Two more years, and an envelope arrived. It was Lena’s wedding invitation. A note was written on the back. “You have to come. It wouldn’t be complete without my best friend.” Miu almost said no. But she couldn’t miss the happiest day of Lena’s life. The wedding was soft and glowing, flowers, gentle music. Lena looked beautiful. When they exchanged vows, Miu clapped along with everyone else. No one saw her hands shaking, or the tears she blinked back. Before the reception ended, Miu slipped into the bridal room. She left a bouquet of Lena’s favorite lilies on the vanity, with a small note tucked inside. "I watched you smile today… and you glowed brighter than I’ve ever seen. That’s all I ever wanted for you, even if it wasn’t with me. And for what it’s worth… I loved you so deeply, more than I ever found the courage to say. I loved you too." She turned and walked away quietly, before anyone could notice she was gone. Late that night, after all the guests had gone, Lena found the bouquet. She read the note once, then again… and every word felt like a quiet, painful secret finally spoken. Lena sank onto the chair, holding the note tight against her chest, like it was the most precious thing she’d ever touched. Her mind drifted straight back to that rainy night years ago, 2:17 A.M. She pulled up their old chat. The line was still there. Message deleted • 2:17 A.M. A shaky breath escaped her, and she whispered out loud to the empty room, as if Miu was still right there. “I saw it, you know. I really did. I read it all.” Her voice cracked, tears welling up fast. “I just… I was so scared. Scared I got it wrong. Scared I’d break the best thing I ever had, us. You never said a word either… so I told myself I must have imagined it. I told myself to be happy just being your friend.” She bowed her head, fingers crumpling the note just a little. “We were both so stupid, weren’t we? Both carrying the same secret, both too afraid to reach out. I loved you too. I loved you so much… I just didn’t know how to say it back.” Tears spilled down her face. She whispered into the quiet room, “I loved you too… I was just too scared. I’m so sorry.” Some love never fades, and it never heals either. It just stays there, quiet and heavy, like that timestamp: seen, real, and gone forever. It was true, it was there… but one waited, while the other stayed silent. They were both too scared to say what they felt while they still had the chance. By the time they found the courage, the chance was already gone. Some doors only open once. And they closed before either of them dared to step through. #lenamiu #wlwtiktok #oneshot #gxg #au

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