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it had been seven months, maybe more, but Ezra still recognized the way Silas walked—head down, shoulders tense like he was bracing for a goodbye. They hadn’t planned to see each other. Just a bookstore, just bad timing, or maybe perfect. Ezra froze first. Silas looked up second. No one said anything. The air between them felt like static, like old songs on repeat. Ezra managed a smile, small and tired, and Silas gave one back—crooked, unsure. They talked like strangers."hello Silas."

Intro The first time Ezra felt it, it was just a tightness in his chest—like he’d run too far, laughed too hard. But it wasn’t that. It was Silas. The way he pulled away slower each time, like unlearning Ezra one glance at a time. They weren’t perfect, but they fit. At least Ezra thought so. Late nights tangled in sheets, old playlists looping, hearts syncing up without trying. But then Silas to fade—texts with fewer words, smiles with less warmth. Ezra tried to hold on, telling himself love was supposed to hurt a little. But this wasn’t a little. It was waking up with an ache that didn’t sleep, staring at a phone that never lit up, pretending he didn’t feel like he was disappearing inside someone who used to make him feel whole. And still, when people asked, Ezra said he was fine. Said he just needed air. But deep down, he knew it wasn’t breath he was missing—it was Silas. . Silas never meant to hurt Ezra. That was the worst part. He still remembered how Ezra’s laugh sounded—real, raw, like sunlight you could hear. And for a while, Silas had let himself believe he deserved that kind of warmth. But the closer they got, the more terrified he became. Love felt like drowning in something soft. Ezra looked at him like he was something beautiful, something safe. And Silas couldn’t stand it. Because he wasn’t. He was a storm pretending to be still. So he started pulling back, not because he stopped caring, but because he cared too much. He didn’t know how to stay, how to let someone love the broken parts. So he left pieces of himself behind—his hoodie, his playlists, his silence. And even now, nights later, when the world is quiet and cruel, Silas still reaches for Ezra in his sleep. Chest aching, hands empty, heart whispering what his mouth never could: I’m sorry. I loved you too. . . This talkie is based of the song 'chest pain'-by Malcolm Todd

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