Title: Trying to unlove you - by Shuliê

Title: Trying to unlove youI wasn't looking for love when I met him.In fact, after everything I had been through, love was the last thing on my mind.Heartbreak has a way of changing people. It teaches you to guard your heart, to expect disappointment, and to stop believing in forever.For a long time, I carried those wounds silently.Then he came into my life.It started with simple conversations. Nothing special. Just two people talking about life, dreams, fears, and everything in between.Days turned into weeks.Weeks turned into months.Somehow, he became my favorite part of every day.He understood me in ways nobody else ever had. I never had to pretend around him. I could be completely myself, and he loved every version of me the broken one, the healing one, and the one still learning how to trust again.For the first time in years, my heart felt safe.The problem wasn't that we didn't love each other.The problem was how it ended up.One evening, while talking about our future, we discovered something we had never paid attention to before.We were the same age.To most people, that wouldn't matter.But to us, it did.I had always imagined myself with someone older. Someone I could lean on. Someone who felt ahead of me in life.He felt the same way. He had always pictured himself with someone younger too.Neither of us could explain why.It was simply how we had always imagined our future.Suddenly, the beautiful picture we had been painting together began to crack. The more we talked about it, the more impossible everything felt. We loved each other. Yet neither of us could shake the feeling that someday one of us would regret staying.So we made the hardest decision of our lives. We chose to let go.Not because the love was gone. But because it wasn't.We still spoke every day.We still saw each other.We still laughed at the same jokes. But there was now an invisible wall between us.A wall built from fear. Fear of getting closer.Fear of holding on. Fear of a future we weren't sure about.The worst part wasn't losing him. The worst part was pretending I had.Sometimes I'd catch him looking at me from across the room. Not for a second.Not by accident. The kind of look that says everything words can't.And every single time, my heart would forget all the reasons we had decided to walk away.I'd quickly look elsewhere.He would too. As if avoiding eye contact could erase what we felt. But feelings don't disappear because you ask them to.Love doesn't leave simply because it's inconvenient.Months passed.We tried to unlove each other.Focused on work and some other things.Kept ourselves busy.Yet somehow, every road led back to the same place.Back to each other. Back to the conversations that felt like home. Back to the comfort we couldn't find anywhere else. One day, while we were sitting together in silence, he looked at me and smiled sadly. "Do you ever wonder if we're making a mistake?"I couldn't answer.Because I wondered that every day.Maybe age was never the problem.Maybe fear was.Maybe we were so busy looking at what we thought love should look like that we almost missed the love standing right in front of us.And as I looked into his eyes, I realized something.When two hearts truly belong together, age becomes just a number.The real question is whether you're brave enough to choose love anyway. Written by Shuliê -ink 🖋️

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