With you again

Prologue

With you Again

"Maybe, just maybe, it was easier to cope with the knowledge that a person was alive but distant, still existing in some form, but lost to you in another way. In that scenario, there remained a faint glimmer of hope, a chance to mend the wounds and seek forgiveness. Even if they rejected your apology, you could still look upon their face and feel their presence, even from afar. There's solace in the possibility of reconciliation, in the idea that redemption might be attainable. But when they are truly gone, if that fragile thread of life had been severed when you face the chilling abyss of their absence. A different kind of loss—a loss without closure, without redemption, a different kind of anguish emerges. You grasp the finality of your mistakes, the irrevocable loss of your chance to make amends. Begging, crying, screaming—it all becomes futile, a desperate plea to undo the irreversible. It's a harsh and unforgiving truth that once you've lost that chance, there's no turning back. The void left behind is a haunting reminder of your own shortcomings and the irreparable harm you've inflicted."  -Kinn