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Overseas (✓)
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Complete, First published Apr 10, 2021
The process of losing someone does not happen all at once. It comes in bits and pieces, creeping up on you slowly but surely. It hurts me a lot every time you need me and I can't do anything about it. I wish I can give you a hug to make you feel better.

"There is an ocean of silence between us and I am drowning in it.. But I will always, always love you"
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His Silence, My Storm: Drowning In Hope

21 parts Ongoing

They say love begins in silence. But what happens when the silence lasts too long? This is not a love story about happily ever afters. This is a story about almosts- About late-night conversations that stopped just short of meaning something. About eye contacts that promised more, but always ended in friendship. In Part 1, she loved him quietly. In Part 2, she starts to speak- but still, he doesn't listen the way she hoped. She tries to become his safe place. She tries to heal his fear of attachment. She tries to read his mind, hold his hand without holding it, and love him in a way that feels patient-not desperate. But the more she hopes, the more she drowns. This is the continuation of a one-sided love story that became too heavy to carry. A confession soaked in unsent messages, mixed signals, and a storm of emotions that never found a home. Sometimes, loving someone means letting go. Sometimes, silence is louder than goodbye.