The waves of love in my life

Lena had always been the one who stayed behind.

When the world gave up on Mira, Lena didn't. Not at first. Not when Mira disappeared for days without a word, not when her eyes went hollow, and not even when the bottle replaced her voice.

They had been best friends once. Sisters in everything but blood. They had dreams—of opening a bookstore by the coast, of writing poetry under fake names, of escaping the ache that haunted both their homes. But somewhere along the way, Mira drifted, and Lena was left reaching for someone who no longer wanted saving.

The last time she saw Mira was in a hospital hallway, two winters ago.

Mira's wrists were wrapped in gauze. Her eyes didn't meet Lena's.

"You didn't even tell me," Lena had whispered.

Mira's voice was hoarse. "I didn't want you to see me like that."

"I saw you like that every day, Mira. I begged you to let me in."

Mira looked away. "Maybe I didn't want you to stay."

That broke something. Not just between them—but inside Lena, too.

She walked away that day, telling herself it was over. That loving someone shouldn't feel like drowning with them. But she never stopped watching. Never stopped worrying. She kept tabs quietly—social media, old contacts, even Mira's mother when she could bear the conversation.

So when a photo popped up last week—Mira smiling in the background of a local gallery event, hand in hand with some guy—Lena froze.

It wasn't just the smile. It was the peace in her eyes. Like the pain had never happened. Like none of it mattered.

Lena felt rage coil beneath her ribs.

How dare she smile like that, when the people who loved her were left behind carrying her ghost?

And so she sent the message.

"You're not safe. Neither is he."

Because if Mira was going to build a new life, she couldn't do it on the ashes of the old one. Not without truth. Not without reckoning.

Lena wasn't trying to destroy her.

She just wanted her to remember.

To remember the lives she touched.

The hearts she shattered.

And the girl she left behind.