Zenitsuu
Newbie
Some people walk into our lives so quietly that we never notice the moment they become a part of us.
For a while, they're there every day in conversations, in laughter, in the little moments that make ordinary days feel special.
Then, one day, life happens.
The messages stop. The calls fade. Without a goodbye, they slowly become strangers with familiar memories.
But do they ever really leave?
I don't think so.
They continue to exist in the corners of our minds, in old conversations we can't bring ourselves to delete, in songs that remind us of them, and in the moments when we least expect to remember.
And sometimes I wonder...
What would be your reaction when they appear before you again?
For a while, they're there every day in conversations, in laughter, in the little moments that make ordinary days feel special.
Then, one day, life happens.
The messages stop. The calls fade. Without a goodbye, they slowly become strangers with familiar memories.
But do they ever really leave?
I don't think so.
They continue to exist in the corners of our minds, in old conversations we can't bring ourselves to delete, in songs that remind us of them, and in the moments when we least expect to remember.
And sometimes I wonder...
What would be your reaction when they appear before you again?