Anaya and Rohan had been best friends since the first year of college.
They shared everything—notes before exams, chai during breaks, silent walks after long lectures, and dreams about the future. Everyone around them believed they were more than just friends. But they never said anything.
Rohan had fallen for Anaya in their second year. It wasn't sudden. It happened slowly—when she saved him a seat in class, when she remembered his favorite song, when she waited for him after practice just to walk home together.
He wanted to tell her. So many times.
But he was afraid.
Afraid that one confession might destroy the beautiful friendship they had built over years.
Anaya, on the other hand, felt the same. Her heart raced every time he smiled at her. She noticed how protective he became when she was upset. She wondered if his silence meant he didn't feel the same.
And so, she stayed silent too.
Years passed. Graduation came. On the last day of college, they sat on their usual bench under the old banyan tree.
"Life will change after this," Anaya said softly.
"Yeah," Rohan replied, staring at the ground. There were a thousand words in his heart, but none reached his lips.
She waited.
He waited.
The wind blew gently, carrying away the moment that could have changed everything.
A week later, Anaya moved to another city for her job. Calls became texts. Texts became occasional messages. Slowly, distance did what fear couldn't—it created silence between them.
One evening, years later, Rohan saw her wedding picture on social media.
She looked happy.
He smiled… but his eyes were heavy.
He opened their old chat and typed, "I always loved you."
He stared at the screen for a long time… then deleted it.
Some feelings are never meant to be spoken.
They live quietly in the heart—beautiful, painful, and unforgettable.