It’s not how I thought it would be—it’s something else entirely. And honestly, it breaks my heart.
There was a time when this place felt like home, where we’d lose ourselves in endless conversations, where laughter and warmth filled every corner. But now… it feels empty. People come and go, only stopping by to update their stories, not to stay, not to talk. The connection we once had is slipping through my fingers, and I don’t know how to hold onto it.
I thought that after our exams, we’d come back—just for a while, just to relive the old days. But reality is cruel, and that moment never came. And the worst part? Even I feel myself fading from this place. The spark that once made me rush back is now just a flicker, only reigniting when nostalgia or the urge to update my books hits me like a wave.
I’m not complaining, but deep down, I can’t ignore the truth--
I can’t help but grieve for something that isn’t even gone—at least, not yet. But I know it will be. In two years, maybe sooner, we won’t be here. We’ll be names on each other’s screens, then just a thought, then nothing at all. And that realization—it feels like losing something precious before I even had the chance to hold on.
And God, it hurts. It really, really hurts.
Anyways texting over :)
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