The Places That Remained as They Were

After Saja left, the world did not change as I had expected...

The sun still rose and people still laughed and the roads

were still crowded as if nothing had happened

But for me... everything was different

The places we used to go to together had become heavy

Every corner in them held a memory, and every memory carried a small ache

One day I passed by the place where we used to sit and meet so often, the same

bench... the same quiet... but something was missing

She was...

I sat there alone, remembering our laughter, the way she used to talk so quickly when she got excited about something, and the way she used to

call my name.

I took out my phone and opened our old conversation

The messages were still there, simple words we had written before we

knew that one day they would become memories

Suddenly I read a message in it that said...

"Never leave me"

I smiled a little... then I felt my tears fall without being able to

stop them

I did not leave her...

But life sometimes takes people without asking us whether we were

ready for it

In that moment I understood something painful

That some people leave our lives, but they leave behind

a presence that never disappears

And since that day I began to write about her more

Not because I wanted to remember her sadness

But because I was afraid that time would pass... and the world would forget how beautiful Saja

was inside.