Some silences last longer than words. Brishti Dutta had spent almost her entire life inside the familiar corridors of Adarsh Vidya Mandir, a school that had watched her grow from a shy child in Class 1 to a girl stepping into Class 11. She thought she knew every corner of that place. Every staircase. Every classroom. Every face. Until the day she noticed Samar Basu. What began as small conversations and quiet understanding slowly turned into something neither of them knew how to name. But love, timing, and fear rarely walk in the same direction. Years later, all that remains are memories, unanswered questions, and a message that may never receive a reply. Some people are not meant to stay forever. They are meant to become the story we carry for the rest of our lives. And sometimes the hardest thing isn't losing someone. It's never knowing what could have been. If you had one last chance to say what you never said... would you take it?

Original poems and other random stuff from my random brain