Midnight Letters Prompt #18: Why are you not in bed?

‎I couldn’t sleep tonight. My phone was right beside me, screen dark but my mind wide awake, waiting for a message from someone very close to me. We had a disagreement earlier, and instead of talking it through, we both chose silence. That silence felt louder than any argument. I kept checking my phone, hoping her name would light up the screen, even if it was just a simple “Are you okay?” But nothing came, and the waiting kept me restless.
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‎As the hours passed, I started asking myself why I was so affected. Why was I anticipating her message like it was something I needed to breathe? We’ve argued before, but this time felt different. Maybe it’s because we started snubbing each other, pretending not to care, while deep down I cared too much. I replayed our conversation in my head, wondering where things went wrong and how easily pride can build a wall between two people who actually mean a lot to each other.
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‎Lying in the dark, I began to realize that this feeling was deeper than I wanted to admit. The anxiety, the longing, the constant urge to check my phone it all pointed to something I had been avoiding. I think I’m falling in love with her. Not just liking her company, but truly caring about how she feels, how she sees me, and whether I still matter to her after our disagreement. It scared me, because love makes you vulnerable, and vulnerability can hurt.

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‎The night felt long and quiet, but it also felt honest. In that silence, I saw my own heart clearly. I understood that waiting for her message wasn’t just about fixing a misunderstanding; it was about not wanting to lose the connection we share. I wanted to hear her voice again, to laugh with her, to go back to the comfort we had before pride stepped in.
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‎As the sky slowly began to lighten, I realized that no message came, but something else did clarity. I can’t control when she will text, but I can control how I feel and what I do next. Maybe tomorrow I’ll be the one to break the silence, to apologize, to speak honestly. Because if this is love, then it’s worth swallowing my pride and choosing peace over ego.
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