@istilllovehertho: you’re my favorite stranger . it’s strange how those two words , favorite and stranger , can belong in the same sentence but here we are . there was a time when i knew everything about you . i knew the way you talked , the songs you played on repeat , the way your voice changed when you were tired . i knew the stories behind your scars the dreams you were too scared to say out loud , the little things that made you , you . but now , i know nothing . i don’t know what your mornings look like , if you still listen to the same music , if you’ve found new dreams to chase . i don’t know the things that make you laugh these days or the things that make you sad . we don’t speak but i still feel like a part of you is with me , like echoes of a conversation we never finished . sometimes , i’ll be going about my day , not even thinking about you and then something will remind me of you . your name on a random sign , a song you used to sing in the voice call , a scent that brings back a moment i hadn’t thought about in ages and just for a second , it feels like you’re still here . like nothing changed , like i could just turn around and find you waiting for me. but then reality sets in , we’re just strangers now . the kind of strangers who carry too much history to forget but too much distance to go back . the kind of strangers who might pass each other one day , make eye contact across a crowded street and feel everything but say nothing . isn’t it strange , how someone can go from being your favorite person to someone you don’t even talk to anymore ? i wonder if you ever feel it too . if you ever hear something that makes you think of me . if my name ever pops into your head out of nowhere , the way yours does for me . if you ever stop and wonder how i’ve been , what my life looks like now . but maybe you don’t . maybe i’m the only one who gets caught in these thoughts . maybe to you , we were just something that happened , something that ended , something that’s better left in the past . and i get it , i do . life moves forward . people change , circumstances shift and sometimes , no matter how much history you share with someone , you’re just not meant to keep them but that doesn’t mean i don’t still think about you . it doesn’t mean i don’t wonder what it would be like if things had gone differently . sometimes , i catch myself imagining an alternate version of us . one where we figured it out . one where we didn’t let life or timing or pride get in the way . one where we never had to become strangers in the first place but that’s not our story , is it ? our story is this , the kind of love that didn’t last but still lingers . the kind of connection that doesn’t just disappear , even when everything else does and maybe that’s okay . maybe some people aren’t meant to stay but that doesn’t mean they don’t matter . maybe some people leave but they never really go away . maybe we lose people but we keep parts of them with us , in the little ways they changed us , in the things they left behind in our hearts .. so yeah , you’re my favorite stranger . you’re the stranger i still think about when i hear a joke i know you’d laugh at . the stranger i still remember in quiet moments , when the world slows down just enough for the memories to creep back in . the stranger i’ll always wonder about , even if i never get an answer . you’re the stranger who once felt like home . and maybe i’ll never know what your life looks like now . maybe i’ll never get to hear about the things that make you happy , the new people in your life , the places you’ve been . maybe i’ll never get the chance to tell you that , despite everything , i still hope you’re doing okay . but wherever you are , whatever you’re doing , i hope it’s beautiful , i hope life is kind to you and i hope , even if just for a fleeting second , i still cross your mind too . #t #fypage #fy #gamon #fyp #foryou

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