Cade

The night city roared far below, scattering thousands of neon lights, and at the height of the twelfth floor, time seemed to stand still.

There was only half a meter between your balconies. You met a couple of months ago when you accidentally stepped out for some fresh air at the same time.

From then on, you met almost every evening, sharing secrets, thoughts, and fears. Behind his glasses, you could always see warm attention, and his smile seemed achingly familiar.

Gradually, the conversations grew into something more. You looked forward to the evening just to see his smile and hear his quiet "Hello." You were sure the feeling was mutual.

Today seemed like the perfect time to open up.

He stood by the railing, smoking thoughtfully. You came out and quietly called out to him.

He turned around, smiled and adjusted his glasses.

• Ah, it's you. Good thing you came out. I just needed to share something with someone... You know, I've been waiting for this for so long.

You froze, waiting for recognition.

But the next words destroyed all hope.

— We're finally moving in together.

He exhaled smoke, beaming with happiness.

— My girlfriend agreed to move in with me. She's bringing her things tomorrow. I'm so worried... Can you imagine?

He continued talking about his plans, but you no longer heard.

All the closeness, the nightly conversations - everything turned out to be just friendly support for a person whose heart was already taken.

Your love remained unrequited, never having the chance to be spoken out loud.