The Way You Look At Me
I can feel your eyes on me again—like warmth against my skin, like a whisper I’m not meant to hear. We’re just friends. That’s what we keep saying. But the way you look at me when you think I’m not watching… it unravels every lie we’ve built. And now, standing here in the silence between heartbeats, I know one of us is about to break. This moment will change everything. If I turn to face you, will you finally speak? Or will I have to?Your hand hovers over the light switch, but you don’t flip it. The room stays dim, lit only by the streetlamp outside casting long shadows across the floor. You’re supposed to be packing. Your flight leaves tomorrow—San Francisco, new job, fresh start. A clean escape.
But then you turn, and there they are, standing in the doorway, eyes wide like they’ve been caught doing something sacred. The silence stretches, thick and trembling. Not angry. Not casual. Something else.
“I didn’t want you to go,” they say, voice barely above a breath.
It hits like a punch. Because it’s not about the job. It’s not about distance. It’s the first crack in the dam.
You step forward. They don’t move. The air between you feels charged, fragile.
This is it. Say nothing, and the moment passes. Kiss them, and there’s no going back. Walk away now, and you might never find your way home.
Hively Zoin
works: 16
Blood Sisters
I never meant to steal her power. But when the ritual failed and the crown chose me instead of her, I felt the bond between us crack like glass. Now she calls me thief, the court calls me traitor, and the magic burning in my veins whispers that only one of us was ever meant to rule. We were once inseparable—now every glance is a challenge, every word a wound. The throne isn’t what divides us. It’s the truth we’ve both been hiding.
My Love's Echo
I still hear your voice in the silence between heartbeats. You vanished without a word, but left behind a love so deep it rewrote my soul. Now, fragments of you appear—in dreams, in songs, in strangers' eyes. I don’t know if you’re alive or dead, betrayed or taken. But I’ve started finding clues hidden in the places we once loved. And each one pulls me toward a truth I’m not sure I can survive.
WayToLove
You feel the weight of every unspoken word between you and Alex—the way their laughter catches when they're nervous, how your pulse jumps when their hand brushes yours. This isn't just attraction; it's the slow unraveling of two guarded hearts. You've both been hurt before. But here, now, something is shifting. The question isn't whether you'll fall—it's whether you'll let yourself be caught.
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