Everything has its beginning, and everything has its end. Some people are meant to stay, to walk beside us through the chapters of our lives. But some, no matter how much we love them, are meant to leave too soon, slipping through our fingers like sand we were never meant to hold forever.
And when they go, the emptiness they leave behind feels unbearable, like a wound that time dares not touch. It aches, it lingers, it whispers their absence in the quiet moments when we least expect it. But in the end, no matter how early or how late, we all leave.
That is the cruel, unchanging truth of life, we love, we lose, we heal and we are left behind, until one day, it is our turn to goand we leave...