They met during a rainy afternoon at a smallsoftly, and in that moment, he felt something change inside him. Days turned into weeks, and their conversations became his favorite part of life. They dreamed together—of trips, of laughter, of a future that felt warm and close.
But life is rarely kind to love.
Her world was full of responsibilities, expectations, and silent pressure. His world was full of hope. Slowly, her replies became shorter. Her smiles faded. He noticed the distance growing, but he stayed quiet, afraid that speaking might push her further away.
One evening, she finally told him the truth. She cared for him, but she could not choose love over duty. Her voice was calm, but her eyes were full of tears. He wanted to stop her, to say love was enough, but the words stayed trapped in his chest.
They walked away in opposite directions, carrying memories instead of hands.
Years later, he still thinks of her when it rains. He smiles sadly, knowing some love stories are not meant to last forever—only long enough to teach the heart how deeply it can feel.