🕊️ The Quiet Love That Never Spoke
“Some stories are never told out loud—but they live in us louder than anything else ever could.”
💭 Introduction
Have you ever loved someone without ever saying a word to them? A kind of love that doesn’t need dates, confessions, or promises—just glances, small rituals, and unspoken understanding?
If yes, then this story is yours too.
My debut book Love Unspoken is not just a story. It is a personal diary, a collection of moments that shaped the girl I was—and the woman I became. It's a tribute to the kind of love that lives silently in the spaces between “hello” and “goodbye.”
🌼 Where It Began
It was in school, during PT periods under the sun. He was the Green House Captain. I was in Blue. Every Thursday, we marched past each other, and somewhere between the echoing footsteps and shared glances, I felt something real—something unspoken.
I didn’t know what to call it. We never talked. Not even a simple “Hi.”
But he became a memory stitched into every season of my school life.
✨ The Unspoken Truth
We shared nothing... and yet, everything.
I remember the day we were preparing for an English Literature skit. I was sitting with my group, deciding characters and cues, while he sat quietly across the basketball court. His eyes met mine—not just once. I looked away quickly, pretending to focus, but in that brief moment, I felt seen in a way I couldn’t explain.
I remember the way our eyes met again—this time outside school, near the momo shop after exams. It lasted only a second, but in my world, it was an entire scene, playing like a movie.
And most of all, I remember August 19th—his birthday. A date more sacred to me than my own.
I celebrated it quietly each year, writing him anonymous letters, never sent.
He never knew.
💔 The Break That Didn’t Heal
I learned he had a girlfriend one afternoon, sitting in an auto near the school gate. I saw them walk toward the scooter stand together, smiling. My heart sank. It wasn't heartbreak the world would recognise—it was a silent shattering that no one could see.
Still, I couldn’t hate him.
I just stopped looking his way for a while.
But eventually, I did. Because some people never really leave your eyes. Or your heart.
✍🏼 Why I Wrote Love Unspoken
I wrote this story not to get over him—but to honour what I felt.
It wasn't a typical love story. It wasn’t even mutual.
But it was mine.
And it shaped everything I understood about emotions, attachment, and hope.
Even now, years later, I find myself scrolling through his Instagram, wondering:
“Will we ever meet again?”
“Will he recognise me?”
“Or will it all stay as it was—unspoken, but unforgettable?”
📚 A Story For…
Anyone who fell in love from afar
Anyone who has a name they still whisper in memory
Anyone who keeps birthdays alive in silence
Anyone who knows the ache of what could’ve been
🕯️ Final Note
Love Unspoken is not about heartbreak.
It’s about the kind of love that never got a beginning, never asked for an ending, but still lived fully in between.
To the one who never knew,
and to the girl who never spoke—
this book is for us.
📖 Read Love Unspoken by Misswha Qureshi
💬 Share your thoughts in the comments—have you ever loved silently?
