For a long time now, I’ve been hearing noises—noises of half-gone people. People who aren’t here anymore, but whose voices, memories, and behavior still echo around me like footprints that never washed away.
I let them go. Yes, I did.
I don’t want them back—there’s no space for them in my life anymore.
Do they even exist? Like I care.
But still… just once, it would’ve been nice if they had given me a reason. A little clarity. Because I never understood what happened. One moment we were good, and the next—BOOM—everything changed. And I kept wondering which version of them was real.
Sometimes, people don’t change for the better or worse. They just change.
In a fraction of a second, they become someone else.
Or maybe they reveal a version of themselves we never wanted to see.
And that’s how they become strangers.
TheSparklingWords // Anushree Vaishnav
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