They loved each other in silence.
Not because their love was shameful, but because the world around them made it feel that way.
One was the safest place the other had ever known.
In each other’s arms, they found peace the world never gave them.
But love became heavier when their parents found out.
They heard words that never stopped hurting.
“Wrong.”
“Disgusting.”
“A sin.”
As if loving gently could ever deserve hatred.
So they began to fall apart slowly.
Late-night calls turned into unread messages.
“I miss you” became “we should stop.”
And “I love you” became the last thing they were too afraid to say out loud.
Neither of them wanted to let go.
But they were daughters before they became lovers.
And sometimes, the cruelest thing about love is meeting the right person in a world that refuses to accept them.
So they ended things while their hearts still belonged to each other.
Yet even after goodbye, they still searched for one another in songs, in prayers, and in every quiet moment where love still hurt the most.
Written by Lyann Glee Deguidoy
Lyann Glee Deguidoy is a dedicated campus journalist and contributor. Their insightful writing sparks meaningful conversations and keeps the community informed.
