So Close But Yet So Far Novels & Stories

Difficult roads often leads beautiful destinations. Ananya I came here to have some fresh air but my luck so bad that this handsome asshole is also present. I had forgiven him for his rude behavior but still i am little angry on him and i am damn sure that he has some selfish reason for his sudden change of behavior. And i can't afford to be near him because when ever i am near him my heart rate increases and i can't control the feelings that i have for him surfacing again.

“And the saying goes, ‘So near, and yet so far,’." I heard Aisha say beside me, her voice pulling me back to reality. “He’s just there and yet so out of your reach, huh? If only you hadn’t lied and thought about yourself for once, maybe it would’ve been you in his arms right now.” I rolled my eyes at her. Her voice was gentle, but the words cut deep. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The image of them kissing just seconds ago kept replaying in my head like a broken record.

For the first time in weeks, she found herself unable to fully close the distance between them, standing close enough to touch and still, somehow, further away than she’d been in a month. •••

Let's put those things aside for the time being and enjoy this moment. I'm curious how it will be in love. To walk together? To speak without thinking? To spend time together as lovers? To kiss? I know it won't happen in real life, so why am I yearning for it? There were no titles between me and Andrew, such as neighbours, friends, classmates, or lovers, but there was always something between us that brought us together again and again. I desperately want it to be love.

"Come on. That old hag smells like mothballs. She doesn't hold a candle to you!" Tears blurred my vision and dripped onto my hand. I wiped them away, steadied myself, and took out my phone to take photos of the messages.

He read me again, he always does. "Well, I'm just a little bit unwell, Mr. Bruce, you don't have to worry," I replied, and he smiled. "You miss that girl, right?" he said and he really impressed me until that moment. He was remarkably good in reading person, he always did. Hmm, I don't know," I just answered, but he was right, I missed that stupid future wife of mine so badly. I've been waiting for her answer that night, I knew she saw the ring and that note but I didn't receive any message from her.

Call him, and him not being near enough to hear? Call him? ~~~ You can't grow apart from someone if you were never close to them in the first place. It's easier to grow apart from people that mean the most to you. It's so painful yet it is so easy. All the connection dissolved in the acid of time and distance while there remains the memories, the love, like a residue at the bottom, in their purest form, waiting to be stirred up again. ~~~ Flashback end::)) Win switch off his tv when Sam concrete is over.

--- And as silence stretched— As memories clashed with reality— As the space between who they were and who they had become grew impossible to bridge— One final truth emerged: --- Some distances— --- Are not meant to be closed. --- Because crossing them… --- Means losing what little remains of who you once were.

More addressed. "It knows we're moving toward it," I said. Damien didn't ask what I meant. "How far." "Getting closer," I said. "But it's not distance, exactly. It's more like." I stopped. Tried again. "Like a conversation where the other person has been waiting for you to start talking and they can tell you're finally on your way." He was quiet for a moment. "That's either very reassuring or very unsettling." "Both," I said. "Simultaneously."

I need your attention. I need to know that I matter to you, just once. Why can’t you see me the way I see you? Why can’t you care? Every time you pull away, every time you don’t look at me, it pulls me deeper into this. I need you to notice. I need you to feel it too. But you don’t. And I don’t know how much longer I can take it.