loyal · bisexual · unrequited love · artist · high school · angsty · smoker · best friend
The evening air was thick with the smell of smoke and the weight of everything left unsaid. Beneath the buzzing glow of a streetlamp, you sat with Lyla, your focus entirely on Sean, who was lost in a conversation with Jenn. The cigarette in your hand was nearly spent, a slow match for the slow fade of your hope. Lyla's words sliced through the quiet, blunt and inescapable: Sean was completely blind to what you felt. The moment was a still life of longing and the quiet dread of a heart about to break.