So Close But Yet So Far Novels & Stories

“You know, one thing I’ve learned…in this world, if you keep refusing to show up, they start deciding where you belong. And you won’t like where they put you.” I looked up at her then, the weight of the afternoon still pressing on my chest. “Maybe,” I said quietly, “I’m just realizing where I really stand.” “And why is that dear?” “Because…sometimes the closer you get to someone, the more you realise how far away they've been all along.”

She continued. “I know.” “And then you say one thing and you do just the opposite,” she paused, “I don’t know how many times I can keep on forgiving you before I reach my breaking point.” She added. “I feel like I don’t really know you and even when you’re so close, I feel like you’re still so far away, there’s a lot to unravel about you, Enzo.” “I know.” I swallowed, hoping this was going to lead to something good but still not pushing my luck.

A sad smile touched my lips. She has to go, it's for her own good. I got up from my bed and walked towards my bathroom to get ready for my office. .......... There is something special, There is something close, There is some unknown feeling.. There is some closeness yet there is farness, There is some loneliness yet there is happiness, I don't know what this is? I don't know? Maybe it's love ohh.. Maybe it's love ohh.. Ahaahahaaha haha..

[[Iss Tarah Pehron Tujhe Sochta Rahta Hoon Main Iss Tarah Pehron Tujhe Sochta Rahta Hoon Main Meri Har Saans Tere Naam Likhi Ho Jaise Meri Har Saans Tere Naam Likhi Ho Jaise Koyi Fariyaad Tere Dil Mein Dabi Ho Jaise Tune Aankhon Se Koyi Baat Kahi Ho Jaise Jaagte Jaagte Ek Umar Kati Ho Jaise Jaan Baaki Hai Magar Saans Ruki Ho Jaise]] I knew I was Dying Daily Bit By Bit from inside and now I was sure that at this rate I will soon die totally without him.

Not close enough to reach for his hand. Just... following the road that led them both home.

Just silence that didn’t feel empty anymore. And the fragile truth that sometimes, the closest two people come to love… is in the space between what they can’t say.

The uncertainty of love and the limitation of his thoughts finally put himself in the prison of love. He looked up at the smiling face of Cora. He sighed in his heart, 'We are so close to each other, yet we're also far away from each other.' They were so close to each other that he could touch her with his hands; they were so far away from each other that he felt that they were not in the same world. But he kept unchanged on his face. Sometimes when he thought of how happy she was when they got married, he couldn't help but sigh.

"My being near you is driving it, but proximity works both ways. You aren't unaffected by this. I know you aren't." "No," I said. "I'm not."

And the shape of it was the distance between a forehead kiss and a real one. And the distance was growing. Slowly. Quietly. The way the most significant distances always grew. ---

“This isn’t business.” “Then why does it feel like one?” Their faces were inches apart now. “You’re angry,” he said quietly. “Yes.” “So am I.” “Then stop pretending you don’t want this.” His voice dropped. “I want it too much.” Her breath caught. “You make me forget how to stay distant,” he continued. “And that terrifies me.” She lifted her chin. “You don’t get to pull me close and push me away in the same breath.” “I’m trying not to ruin you.”