Sophie sat on the floor of her apartment, surrounded by old notebooks, postcards, and faded photographs. She hadn’t meant to go through the box—hadn’t even thought about it in years. But when she stumbled upon it while cleaning out her closet, she couldn’t help but take a trip down memory lane.
And now, there it was. The letter.
A single sheet of paper, neatly folded, yellowed at the edges with time.
Her breath caught as she ran her fingers over the words she had written four years ago. Words meant for someone she never had the courage to send them to.
Liam.
Her best friend. Her almost-something. The boy who had held her heart before she even realized she had given it away.
She took a deep breath and unfolded the letter.
“Dear Liam,
I don’t know if I’ll ever give this to you. But I have to write it, even if only to get the words out of my head. Because if I don’t, I think my heart might explode with everything I’ve left unsaid.
I love you. I have for a long time.
I love the way you laugh at your own jokes, even when they’re terrible. I love how you always walk on the outside of the sidewalk, like you’re secretly protecting me from the world. I love the way you notice the little things—like when I need a hug but don’t ask for one. Like how you always remember to bring my favorite chocolate when I’ve had a bad day.
But I’m scared. Because if I tell you, and you don’t feel the same, I don’t just lose a crush—I lose my best friend. And I’d rather keep you in my life as my friend than risk losing you completely.
So, I’ll stay quiet. I’ll love you in the spaces between words, in the glances I steal when you’re not looking. And maybe one day, I’ll be brave enough to tell you.
But not today.
Love, Sophie”
Her chest ached as she read it.
She had never given Liam the letter. And eventually, life had taken them in different directions. He moved to another city. They still talked sometimes—casual texts, birthday messages, the occasional ‘hope you’re doing well’—but the closeness they once had had faded into something distant.
And maybe that was for the best.
Sophie sighed, folding the letter back up. Just as she was about to place it back in the box, her phone buzzed.
Liam: Hey, I’m in town for the weekend. Want to grab a coffee?
Her heart stopped.
She stared at the message, her pulse quickening. It had been two years since they last saw each other. And now, here he was, reaching out, just as she had been reliving everything she had buried away.
She looked at the letter in her hands. Then back at the screen.
Maybe this time, she wouldn’t stay quiet.
Maybe this time, she’d be brave.
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