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The days drag on endlessly.
The weight of regret sits heavy within him, an unshakable burden.
He checks his phone repeatedly, desperate for a sign, but each time is met with crushing silence.
The sun slipped away hours ago, leaving behind a desolate city cloaked in the ghostly glow of the moon.
He feels pitiful, trapped in a timeless void. When they're together, time slips through their fingers like sand, but apart, it stretches into an agonizing eternity. The distance between them is an insurmountable chasm, tormenting him with each passing day.
A lone sob echoes through the empty apartment, a testament to his overwhelming despair.
Why did he allow himself to fall for him? Of all people, why him?
He buries his face in his hands, consumed by a hollow emptiness.
Only he can fill the void in his heart.
Suddenly, a notification jolts him from his sorrow. With trembling hands, he opens his phone, tears blurring his vision.
*Image attached*
"Greetings from NYC!"
The image captures him, wrapped in the arms of another, a stranger whose existence is irrelevant in this moment of heartache.
He looks radiant, so happy, carefree and ethereal.
Suddenly, another feeling pops into his chest, fresh waves of agony and jealousy are crashing over him, his heart fracturing with each painful beat. Making his heart ache and his whole body shudder before he throws his phone away and curls up in a ball beneath the sheets, sobbing and crying into the pillow.
Next time, he promises himself, he'll confess.
He'll pour out his heart, baring his soul and revealing the depth of his love.
But for now, he's left alone in the darkness, drowning in a sea of unspoken words and shattered dreams.
Next time.