for music, click flag ------------------------------------------------------------------- (not lyrics) it’s strange how quickly people move on like the memories we shared were written in chalk on a sidewalk and the rain came before either of us realized the sky had changed i’m not angry about it i know life keeps moving people grow people drift rooms change conversations rearrange themselves i understand that but understanding something doesn’t always make it hurt less sometimes i just notice how large the quiet space has become between where i stand and where everyone else seems to be it feels lonely there like standing in a room where everyone is laughing but the sound reaches you a few seconds too late like you’re slightly out of sync with the moment my friends say they care and i believe them i really do but sometimes my thoughts feel like small stones dropped into a deep lake a ripple appears and then the surface becomes still again like nothing was ever there on the harder days a thought settles quietly in my mind that maybe i don’t matter as much as i hoped i did not in a dramatic way not in a loud, tragic way just in the quiet sense that the world would probably keep spinning exactly the same whether i spoke or stayed silent my best friend is still here technically close enough that i can see her hear her walk beside her but distance doesn’t always need miles sometimes it lives in small things shared jokes that no longer reach you conversations that turn in a direction you’re not part of i watch her laugh with someone else and the feeling that follows is difficult to name it isn’t jealousy it’s more like melancholy like hearing a song that once felt like it belonged to you and realizing it has found a different listener i don’t think i’m invisible people see me people talk to me people know i exist but sometimes i feel like a shadow that follows beside the light always present always nearby but never the place where the warmth actually lands some friendships don’t end loudly they don’t break they don’t explode they simply grow quieter until one day you notice the silence has taken up most of the space and no one meant for it to happen that’s the strange part no villain no clear reason just time and the quiet ways people change maybe that’s what growing up looks like learning that some connections don’t disappear they just become distant constellations still visible but far away and maybe i’m not lost maybe i’m just standing in the slow middle between who i used to be and wherever i’ll belong next even if right now that place still feels very lonely. -------------------------------------------------------------- my last project btw <3 song: I Lose My Breath ft. Charlie Puth by Straykids (mv version mb <33)
