WoundedButterfly
She was his past. His "what-if." His unfinished chapter.
He left without a word. No explanation. No goodbye. Just silence-cold, heavy, louder than any heartbreak could ever be.
The truth came later, sharp and merciless: he had already found someone else. A new girl. A new life. And she-still trapped in the ruins of their love-was left with only questions that had no answers.
She never hated him. Not truly. She hated the pain. The emptiness. The nights spent whispering his name into the darkness, hoping it would reach him somehow. She hated how her heart refused to let go, how her love-quiet, loyal, undying-remained, even when he was gone.
Years passed. And then he returned. Mature. Changed. Sincere. The boy who had broken her had become a man carrying the weight of his mistakes after he knows the truth about her.
Once, they had been reckless hearts, loving without knowing forever. Now, the same love returned-stronger, deeper, and more dangerous than ever. He was her peace in chaos, her truth in silence, the only man she had ever truly loved.
And yet, she knew the truth: loving him again could destroy everything. It could break her all over again, or break the life he had now built. And still, the pull between them was irresistible, a force she could not deny.
Her heart whispered the choice she would make, even as her mind screamed its warning. Some love-unfinished, eternal, impossible-refuses to be left behind. And she would follow it, knowing the regret that would haunt her for the rest of her life.
When hearts-once they have found their other half-will chase it even into heartbreak. Even into ruin.
True love is unstoppable and unconditional
No matter where life leads, no matter the distance, when one heart trembles, the other reaches without hesitation-
to embrace, to soothe, to whisper,
"I AM ALWAYS HERE.""