Unfinished Love

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Title: "Falling in Reverse"

(Sound of rain pattering against a window, distant thunder rumbling.)

NARRATOR (calm, reflective):
They say love is supposed to heal. But for them, it was a slow-burning fire—warm at first, then consuming everything in its path.

(Sound of a phone ringing, a deep breath before answering.)

LENA (soft, hesitant):
“Hey… I didn’t think you’d call.”

CALEB (low, conflicted):
“I shouldn’t have… but here we are.”

NARRATOR:
Lena and Caleb had spent years dancing on the edge of disaster. Their love was undeniable, but so was the damage they did to each other.

(Sound of a car door slamming, distant city noises.)

CALEB (urgent, frustrated):
“You don’t get to just disappear, Lena. Not again.”

LENA (whispering, pained):
“I left because I had to. Because we were killing each other.”

NARRATOR:
But love like theirs doesn’t just fade—it festers, it lingers in stolen glances, in unsent messages. And sometimes, it pulls you back in.

(Sound of a lighter flicking, an exhale of breath.)

CALEB (soft, vulnerable):
“Tell me you don’t still feel it.”

LENA (quietly breaking):
“…I can’t.”

NARRATOR:
They meet one last time, at the place where it all began—a little diner on 7th Street, where they first fell in love over coffee and bad poetry.

(Sound of a bell jingling, a door opening, hushed café chatter.)

CALEB (chuckling):
“You still take your coffee black.”

LENA (smiling, nostalgic):
“And you still pretend you like poetry.”

NARRATOR:
For a moment, it feels like nothing has changed. But then reality sets in.

LENA (sad, resolute):
“We don’t get a happy ending, Caleb.”

CALEB (softly pleading):
“Then let’s rewrite the story.”

(Sound of rain intensifying, a car horn in the distance.)

NARRATOR:
But some stories aren’t meant to be rewritten. Some are meant to be left unfinished, lingering like a ghost in the rain.

(Sound fades out, leaving only the rain… and then silence.)