A Season That Refused 2 Arrive

Where does friendship end and love begin— or do they bleed into each other until neither survives? Two hearts, same fire, both silent— burning, refusing to speak. It rose once— a fragile bloom, only to wither in the weight of unsaid words. Should I hold it back or let it ruin me? Is this love or something already dying? How long can silence pretend to be safety? Who breaks first— you, or me? And if it fades without a name… was it ever real, or did I just feel it alone?