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After the NOISE!

COFFEE☕

Favoured Frenzy
Things went south.
No warning, no explanation—
just a quiet change in the weather.

Everything was smooth,
until some evil eye
seemed to find its way in.

Attachments turned into detachments.
The chirpy ones learned silence.
The familiar faces became strangers.
And somewhere along the way, part of us lost its fun glory.
Making new friends started feeling like
a risk nobody wanted to take.

Some things don't end dramatically.
They simply become less.
Little less of everything.

Fewer calls.
Fewer people.
Fewer reasons to step out.

And slowly, life starts returning
to the version it was before—
the quiet one,
the peaceful one,
the lonely one of a single child.
The one where survival
doesn't require company.

Maybe that's just how life works sometimes.
People come,
Teach us the emotions we never felt before;
People leave,
and somehow,
the world keeps moving.

So does me, you and we.

Alone, perhaps.
But still moving......

After the sudden noise.



Yours,
Coffee☕!
​
 
Things went south.
No warning, no explanation—
just a quiet change in the weather.

Everything was smooth,
until some evil eye
seemed to find its way in.

Attachments turned into detachments.
The chirpy ones learned silence.
The familiar faces became strangers.
And somewhere along the way, part of us lost its fun glory.
Making new friends started feeling like
a risk nobody wanted to take.

Some things don't end dramatically.
They simply become less.
Little less of everything.

Fewer calls.
Fewer people.
Fewer reasons to step out.

And slowly, life starts returning
to the version it was before—
the quiet one,
the peaceful one,
the lonely one of a single child.
The one where survival
doesn't require company.

Maybe that's just how life works sometimes.
People come,
Teach us the emotions we never felt before;
People leave,
and somehow,
the world keeps moving.

So does me, you and we.

Alone, perhaps.
But still moving......

After the sudden noise.



Yours,
Coffee☕!
​

Please buy one ANC asap...for a better health benefits
:angel:
​
 
Things went south.
No warning, no explanation—
just a quiet change in the weather.

Everything was smooth,
until some evil eye
seemed to find its way in.

Attachments turned into detachments.
The chirpy ones learned silence.
The familiar faces became strangers.
And somewhere along the way, part of us lost its fun glory.
Making new friends started feeling like
a risk nobody wanted to take.

Some things don't end dramatically.
They simply become less.
Little less of everything.

Fewer calls.
Fewer people.
Fewer reasons to step out.

And slowly, life starts returning
to the version it was before—
the quiet one,
the peaceful one,
the lonely one of a single child.
The one where survival
doesn't require company.

Maybe that's just how life works sometimes.
People come,
Teach us the emotions we never felt before;
People leave,
and somehow,
the world keeps moving.

So does me, you and we.

Alone, perhaps.
But still moving......

After the sudden noise.



Yours,
Coffee☕!
​
Same problem, Harry potter also has in chapter 7
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It’s good that it ended before the noise got too loud in your head. Maybe it’s making space for better things. Good things are on their way. ✨
 
Things went south.
No warning, no explanation—
just a quiet change in the weather.

Everything was smooth,
until some evil eye
seemed to find its way in.

Attachments turned into detachments.
The chirpy ones learned silence.
The familiar faces became strangers.
And somewhere along the way, part of us lost its fun glory.
Making new friends started feeling like
a risk nobody wanted to take.

Some things don't end dramatically.
They simply become less.
Little less of everything.

Fewer calls.
Fewer people.
Fewer reasons to step out.

And slowly, life starts returning
to the version it was before—
the quiet one,
the peaceful one,
the lonely one of a single child.
The one where survival
doesn't require company.

Maybe that's just how life works sometimes.
People come,
Teach us the emotions we never felt before;
People leave,
and somehow,
the world keeps moving.

So does me, you and we.

Alone, perhaps.
But still moving......

After the sudden noise.



Yours,
Coffee☕!
​
People may come and go, but the version of you they helped create never really leaves. You have something that no one else has. cherish it, and keep it forever...♡♡♡♡♡
 
Things went south.
No warning, no explanation—
just a quiet change in the weather.

Everything was smooth,
until some evil eye
seemed to find its way in.

Attachments turned into detachments.
The chirpy ones learned silence.
The familiar faces became strangers.
And somewhere along the way, part of us lost its fun glory.
Making new friends started feeling like
a risk nobody wanted to take.

Some things don't end dramatically.
They simply become less.
Little less of everything.

Fewer calls.
Fewer people.
Fewer reasons to step out.

And slowly, life starts returning
to the version it was before—
the quiet one,
the peaceful one,
the lonely one of a single child.
The one where survival
doesn't require company.

Maybe that's just how life works sometimes.
People come,
Teach us the emotions we never felt before;
People leave,
and somehow,
the world keeps moving.

So does me, you and we.

Alone, perhaps.
But still moving......

After the sudden noise.



Yours,
Coffee☕!
​
Sometimes people drift apart without anyone being the villain. Things change, priorities change, and some connections simply become quieter. It’s sad, but I guess not every ending needs an explanation. What matters is appreciating what was real and continuing forward with a little more understanding!!!
 
Things went south.
No warning, no explanation—
just a quiet change in the weather.

Everything was smooth,
until some evil eye
seemed to find its way in.

Attachments turned into detachments.
The chirpy ones learned silence.
The familiar faces became strangers.
And somewhere along the way, part of us lost its fun glory.
Making new friends started feeling like
a risk nobody wanted to take.

Some things don't end dramatically.
They simply become less.
Little less of everything.

Fewer calls.
Fewer people.
Fewer reasons to step out.

And slowly, life starts returning
to the version it was before—
the quiet one,
the peaceful one,
the lonely one of a single child.
The one where survival
doesn't require company.

Maybe that's just how life works sometimes.
People come,
Teach us the emotions we never felt before;
People leave,
and somehow,
the world keeps moving.

So does me, you and we.

Alone, perhaps.
But still moving......

After the sudden noise.



Yours,
Coffee☕!
​
Its called maturing, we outlive many things we liked to do, hence don't need peers to engage in those. Its not always people left or we learned some lesson, its simply we do not like those things anymore and want something else with our lives.
 
Things went south.
No warning, no explanation—
just a quiet change in the weather.

Everything was smooth,
until some evil eye
seemed to find its way in.

Attachments turned into detachments.
The chirpy ones learned silence.
The familiar faces became strangers.
And somewhere along the way, part of us lost its fun glory.
Making new friends started feeling like
a risk nobody wanted to take.

Some things don't end dramatically.
They simply become less.
Little less of everything.

Fewer calls.
Fewer people.
Fewer reasons to step out.

And slowly, life starts returning
to the version it was before—
the quiet one,
the peaceful one,
the lonely one of a single child.
The one where survival
doesn't require company.

Maybe that's just how life works sometimes.
People come,
Teach us the emotions we never felt before;
People leave,
and somehow,
the world keeps moving.

So does me, you and we.

Alone, perhaps.
But still moving......

After the sudden noise.



Yours,
Coffee☕!
​
Soo what do you think we gonna write in our book of life without them.....
We can fill only half the book with the good ones for the rest we need content which is them.....so we should be grateful for them....
 
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