"what was" and "what could have been."

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In the realm of unspoken emotions, a tale unfurled silently, etched within unsent messages and veiled sentiments. Veronica, an artisan of words, spun her feelings into unwritten narratives, hoping they'd traverse the digital distance and reach that Robot's heart.

Their story unfolded in the quiet moments, in the unspoken silences that lingered after failed promises. Veronica's words, a symphony of love and disappointment, echoed in the void left by his absence. She tried to bridge the gap, reaching out when their bond wavered, but the Robot remained anchored in his own world, oblivious to the shards of their friendship scattering. Her musings penned on social media became cryptic clues to an unraveling connection, a love faltering amidst unmet expectations. The Robot, once moved by her emotional posts, had drifted away, leaving Veronica with unshared sentiments and a heart craving acknowledgment. With each unreturned call and unkept promise, Veronica saw their bond slip through her fingers. She grappled with her feelings, torn between the love she felt and the reality she faced. His choices became a wall between them, closing the door on a chapter they once cherished. In her heartfelt confessions, Veronica laid bare her emotions, her love, and her pain, hoping that one day he would decipher the unspoken words etched between the lines. But for now, the unwritten conclusion lingered in the digital void, a story suspended in the space between "what was" and "what could have been."

~Av✍

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