Whispers Of Yesterday

Chapter 42

"Our story was written in the stars, but now it’s just a faded constellation."

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Hey Kieran,

It's late, and I can't sleep. My mind is swirling with thoughts of you—of us, of what could have been. I find myself thinking about the meaning behind our names, how they seemed to fit together so perfectly, like pieces of a puzzle destined to be joined.

I remember how I used to imagine our names side by side, how they looked together, how they sounded together. Maeve and Kieran. It was like poetry, like music, like fate weaving its delicate threads around us.

But now, those thoughts feel like nothing more than foolish dreams, shattered by the harsh light of reality. I know it's silly to dwell on such things, to find meaning in something as simple as a name. But in the quiet of the night, when all is still and the world seems to hold its breath, it's hard not to wonder, not to question, not to feel the weight of what could have been.

I thought we'd be good together, Kieran. I thought our names were a sign, a promise of something beautiful and true. But now, they're just words on a page, empty and meaningless without you by my side.

I know these thoughts are useless now, Kieran. I know they won't change anything, won't bring you back to me. But still, I can't help but wonder, can't help but feel this sadness creeping in, wrapping around me like a shroud.

I miss you, Kieran. I miss us. I miss the way things used to be. But I know I have to let go, to find a way to move forward, even if it means leaving behind the dreams we once shared.

Take care of yourself, Kieran. I'll always cherish the memories we made, the love we shared, even if it's just a bittersweet echo of what could have been.

Goodnight,
Maeve

Sent : 15.11.2022
           2:45 a.m.