Still, I stay

I always thought I was alone, that my life was running in a time-lapse, forever stuck in motion while the world around me moved on. But everything changed with one incident.

How can a single drop of water disrupt the stillness of a stagnant pond? How can it cause waves that ripple through everything? He was that drop, and I, the still water. He disturbed the balance I had carefully built in my life, shattering the way I saw the world.

But the real question is, did it change anything inside me? Can one moment, one person, truly alter what's been broken for so long?