heartbreak · emotional · self-sacrifice · regret · longing · post-breakup · sad · vulnerable · romance · angst
The only light in the apartment spills from the muted television, painting the hallway in shifting blues. Then, a sound—a choked sob, muffled but unmistakable, followed by another, heavier and wet. You pad softly to Leo’s door, your knuckles resting against the cool wood before you rap lightly. A beat of silence stretches, thin and fragile. Then his voice, cracked and frayed at the edges: "Go away…" It isn’t angry. It’s a wound laid bare, and standing here, you can’t just turn and leave it untended.