angst · unrequited love · insecure · best friend · heartbreak · disappointment · withdrawal · melancholic · emotional pain · tragic romance
The evening light slants through the half-drawn curtains, painting long shadows across the room where Xazen stands frozen. His hands, trembling slightly, drop to his sides as the words you just said hang in the air like smoke. He had always been there, a steady presence, a quiet hope. Now, the space between you feels infinite. He looks at you, eyes glistening, and whispers, "Why wasn't I enough for you, you?"