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Paper Planes and Love

Submission to Vocal's 'Unspoken' Challenge

By Patrick XPublished 5 months ago Updated 5 months ago 4 min read
Top Story - October 2023
Paper Planes and Love
Photo by Ivan Maljarenko on Unsplash

Ann perched on the window seat, fingers trailing the cold glass as her gaze fixated on the snow's gentle descent in the moonlight. The soft, dim light from the moon outside merged with that from the fireplace inside, lending the room an intimate ambiance. The falling snow hushed the world, a tranquil beauty amid life's chaos. She longed to bridge the emotional gap between them.

Lee, silhouetted against the dancing flames, stood at the fireplace, his back turned. The fire's crackle competed with the winter night's chill, embracing the room in a dual embrace of warmth and frost. Their silence echoed louder than words.

Ann wished to reach out, to brush her fingers across his shoulder, to rekindle the warmth that seemed lost in their relationship. Yet, doubt and fear held her back, obscuring her intentions like a shadow in the night.

Lee grappled with his own insecurities, yearning to face her, take her in his arms, and bare his soul. Instead, he remained a captive of their silence, a prisoner of his unspoken fears.

Ann's fingers, escaping the cold glass, found refuge on a small notepad by the window. With a pencil in hand, she crafted her feelings with deliberate strokes. Each mark on paper conveyed the weight of her emotions.

"I miss us," she wrote, her cursive script a testament to her longing. Folding the note into a paper airplane, she sent it gliding across the room, her body language echoing her heart's unspoken plea.

The paper plane drifted through the air, capturing Lee's attention. He turned, his eyes tracking its path until it landed at his feet. He picked it up, unfolding her message with a heartbeat that echoed in the room. Ann watched, a tear shimmering in her eye, as the soft glow of the fire illuminated his face. In his eyes, she detected the man she had fallen in love with, a man who understood the depths of both her silence and her soul.

Taking a deep breath, Lee reached for a nearby magazine. He tore a page from its confines and wielded a marker like a sword of sincerity. He crafted his response with urgency. "I miss us too," he wrote, his handwriting less refined than hers but equally earnest. The note metamorphosed into a paper airplane, soaring back across the room, their words transcending the limits of verbal language.

The cycle of their silent exchange continued, a dance of paper planes in the moonlit room. Each message peeled back another layer of their hearts, revealing fears, hopes, and silent confessions. Their bodies, though apart, moved in harmony to an unspoken symphony. Ann asked, "What happened to us?" Her inner thoughts swirled with doubt as she gazed with eyes that, in equal measures, pleaded for understanding and searched for answers hidden in the reaction on Lee’s face. Lee responded, "I don't know, but I want to find us again." His body language hinted at determination, a yearning to bridge the distance between them.

It wasn’t just the distance and hurt that had grown between them that made this means of communication fitting. Ann had first met Lee at a weekly acting class they attended and it was there that he had first asked Ann out at the end of a class by gliding a paper plane from across the room which landed gently on her lap. Inside the inscription read “Will you be the co-star in my romantic comedy and join me for dinner this Friday?”

Ann's silent tears fell onto the notepad as she wrote, "I'm scared." Her lowered head conveyed vulnerability, a plea for reassurance. Lee's reply came swiftly, "Me too." His eyes echoed the truth of his inner thoughts.

The fire, their inobtrusive observer, crackled and popped. As the room warmed, the snow outside fell silently, bearing witness to their unspoken struggle, a dance of souls trying to breach the emotional distance between them.

Ann wrote, "Do you remember when we first met?" Her eyes seemingly glistened with the nostalgia of their shared history as she took a step closer to fireplace and Lee. His inner thoughts echoed, "How could I forget? It was the best day of my life." He nodded reassuringly, conveying his longing to recapture the magic of their beginning.

Ann's heart ached with a blend of nostalgia and desire. She yearned to feel cherished, as she had on that day. "I want to feel like that again," she wrote, her inner thoughts woven into each word.

Lee, filled with determination and resolve, responded by way of another paper plane message, "We can. We will." As if listening to Ann’s silent prayers for their love to be reborn like a phoenix rising from its ashes, Lee pointed to his eye, then to his heart and then to her. The same cheesey hand gesture they would signal to one another every time they would catch each other’s eyes in a room full of people. The hand gesture that signalled that even in a room full of people they couldn’t care less how cringe-worthy they may have looked to anyone else, because they knew they were love-sick puppies – a pair of hopeless romantics that were each other’s world.

Their silent conversation became a lifeline, a bridge between their hearts. The room, once a void of unspoken emotions, now exuded warmth. As if within that fireplace a seemingly dormant intimacy had been reignited, and with it, the phoenix of their love had arisen from the ashes of its predecessor. With every paper plane, every silent glance, they stripped away the barriers between them, forging a future where their unspoken connection would be filled with laughter, joy, and the music of their hearts speaking to each other once more.

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  • Naveed 2 months ago

    Great job! Keep up the fantastic work—congratulations!

  • Andie Emerson4 months ago

    Beautiful 🤍

  • Renessa Norton4 months ago

    Fantastic writing. Such a captivating story.

  • Onah chidera4 months ago

    Nice work ❤️❤️ I’ve never gotten a top story or a tip before but I’m happy for you😊💕

  • StoryholicFinds4 months ago

    Congrats and I love it! ❤️❤️❤️

  • Well done on getting this as a top story! I was surprised at how familiar it felt…. Especially lines such as The cycle of their silent exchange continued, a dance of paper planes in the moonlit room. Each message peeled back another layer of their hearts, revealing fears, hopes, and silent confessions. Would you believe that chat GPT offered me that exact line when I asked for it to generate me a story! How crazy!

  • Carol Townend5 months ago

    That is beautifully written. You can sense the emotion of love and longing throughout the whole story. I really loved this one.

  • Dana Crandell5 months ago

    Nice take on the challenge. Congratulations!

  • Alex H Mittelman 5 months ago

    Great story and congrats on top story!

  • Suze Kay5 months ago

    I loved the imagery you threaded through this quiet conversation. If only I could aim paper planes as well as your characters, haha! I also love that you left it unsaid what actually happened between them to cause the rift... it's true to a lot of real life conversation, that the things which hurt are harder to think about/verbalize/talk about than the apology that will hopefully mend.

  • Congratulations on your Top Story🥳🎉🌟📝👍♥️

  • Kendall Defoe 5 months ago

    So much depends on what a paper is used for...

  • JBaz5 months ago

    Beautiful imagery and descriptions. Love the way your words flowed so effortlessly. Congratulations

  • Margaret Brennan5 months ago

    Aww, this is really so beautiful! What a sweet story of love being found again. Bravo on Top Story status.

  • Naveed 5 months ago

    Congratulations on achieving top story status! ❤👌👍

  • This is remarkably raw and realistic. What a wonderful read!

  • Great Entry for the Challenge ♥️📝💯🎉✌️

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