The Last Man I Loved: A Goodbye I Never Choose

Some love stories begin with grand confessions. This one began with silence.She loved him when he didn’t know. She adored him in prayers he neverheard in words she never spoke. It was a onesided love—quiet constant and achingly pure. But fate had its own way of unfolding andone day she found out… he felt the same.That moment changed everything and yet nothing at all—because reallove had already been growing quietly like a secret between two souls. What follows isn’t a dramatic tale of lovers against the world but a softunraveling of hearts that were always meant to find each other.The Last Man I Loved is a collection of moments—of waiting withoutcomplaint loving without demands and choosing someone even whenyou never asked to be chosen back. It’s about the kind of love thatdoesn’t need to shout to be heard. The kind that stays.This isn’t a love story.It’s the echo of one.