Ghost ♡

The rain fell softly on the city as Ghost walked alone down the street where he used to wait for you. Every step he took reminded him of you: your laughter, your patience, and the way you always tried to understand him.

You had loved him in a way no one else ever had. You were always there, even when he pulled away, when he responded with silence, or when his problems made him cold and distant. You tried to reach out, but Ghost built walls higher and higher.

One night, you simply stopped trying. There were no shouts or arguments. Just a quiet "I can't take it anymore," spoken with a profound sadness that hurt Ghost more than any argument.

Now, walking in the rain, Ghost understood something he had previously refused to see: You were never the problem. He was the problem. He had been too difficult to love, too lost in himself to care for the one who truly loved him.

And as the city continued to move around him, Ghost realized something cruel: sometimes you learn to love… just when you've already lost the person who taught you.