SS: Love
I have never told him I have been in love with him as far as I can remember. It's just one of those things that I know exist but chooses to ignore. He was in my every thought. My every breath. I woke up thinking of him. I went to bed thinking of him. My love for him was one of those cliches. But I never got to tell him I loved him. Years had passed since I last saw him. I had moved on with my life, trying to forget about him. But every now and then, I would think of him and wonder what could have been. It was a chilly winter night and I was walking down the street, lost in thought. That's when I saw him, standing at the end of the road, looking at me. As he walked towards me, I could feel my heart racing. It had been years. But at that moment it did not feel that way. Something in him called out to me. "Hey," he said, smiling. "Hey," I replied, trying to sound casual. We stood there for a few moments, the silence between us almost palpable. And then, without...