For a long time now, I’ve been hearing noises — noises of half-gone people.
It’s like they’re not here anymore, yet their echoes remain their voices, their habits, their memories scattered around me like footprints that never fade.
I let them go. Yes, I did.
I don’t want them back; there’s no space for them now.
Do they even exist anymore? Like I care.
Still… it would’ve been nice if they had at least explained that sudden change. I didn’t understand it then, and I don’t understand it now. One minute we were fine laughing, alive and the next, boom, they were different. Gone, but not gone. And I’m left wondering which version of them was real.
Sometimes people don’t change for better or worse, they just change. They become someone else in a fraction of a second. Or maybe, they finally show that one hidden side we were never meant to see.
And just like that, they become strangers.
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