if i had known that you would leave so early i would've done everything in my power to spend more time with you
this isn't the first time i've forgotten
yet not once have i ever remembered
melancholic dreams that i can't ever quite recall
we'll never truly understand each other
but that's part of understanding right?
a name lost to time, it belonged to you
i promise, i will find you once more.
i've searched through silence and dream, for the memories we left behind.
This is my farewell to you, at the curtain call.
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"She was always up here first. Before anyone else. Didn't matter if it was freezing or raining. She said the air felt... different up here."
I always thought she was exaggerating, but now I catch myself saying the same things.
"Yeah. Funny how that happens. Do you... ever feel like you're the only one still holding on?"
Sometimes. Feels like everyone else had moved on, and I ended up staying behind by accident.
"It's not an accident. You remember because it mattered."
But remembering hurts.
"It does. But forgetting feels worse."
Do you think she still comes up here?
"Maybe. Perhaps to see if we do too. But remember this, you can't stay in the past forever, yearning for something that just isn't anymore. I'll always be here for you. I can't be the replacement, but I'm here for you."