Echoes of a Silent Love

It's strange, how you can spend so much time with someone and still not realize what they mean to you until it's too late. I didn't know. Not until everything had already shifted, until I could no longer reach them, no longer tell them the things I should have said.

By then, the silence between us was too thick, and the moments we'd missed could never be reclaimed.

Now, all that remains is the echo of what could have been, lingering in the spaces they left behind.