“Do you know what the saddest thing in the world is?” Claire asked one night, reclining on the lawn next to him.
Oliver shifted to look at her. “What?”
She stared up at the stars, as if trying to pull a truth from them.
“Knowing exactly what you need to feel whole… and realizing you'll probably NEVER have it.”
The words were close to Oliver's own terrors, and his chest felt suddenly heavy.
Claire met his gaze, her eyes probing his face, as though she could look into his very soul.
“Do you believe it's worse to never have found what you were looking for, or to have it and not know how to hold it?”
The quiet between them became thick.
And with soft finality, she whispered—
“Some truths are too BIG to hold, but too small to escape.”
About the Creator
Komal
I write poems and stories that hit the feels.
When I’m not lost in my own plots, I’m either daydreaming about the next big idea or just winging life with a grin.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕀𝕄ℙ𝔸ℂ𝕋
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