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Beyond my reach | 11-27-2023

  • Writer: Anya Mynorka Ileto
    Anya Mynorka Ileto
  • Jan 2, 2024
  • 1 min read

Updated: May 30, 2024



Amidst solitude, I find myself reminiscing our shared moments, engraved deeply within my heart. The essence of your presence, so unique, lingers in the gentle whispers of the wind and the sounds of your laughter in the middle of the night, it is still there.


You have been transformed into a memory.


I miss the quiet conversations that danced between our minds, the shared secrets we were afraid to tell, the best picture of understanding between two souls entangled by fate. But you, you have left me, drifting in a sea of foreign emotions, navigating the waves of longing and trying to look into that connection. There was only a connection but whether it is mutual, is not clear.


However, in this bittersweet goodbye, I cherish the glimpse of our memories being tailored in every fragment of my being. Your absence is both a sear and testament to the depth of our bond, a proof to the beautiful details of what they call "love" that I could only wish for, but will never be owned.


Well love? Love is indeed a constant negotiation between time and space, that spans beyond the boundaries of all possibilities. And I can only wish "us" was part of the possible.

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