Mengenangmu

There is a silence that speaks louder than any words. There is no drama in it, only the steady breath of memories - as if someone is still sitting nearby, but has simply become invisible. Such feelings are not about oblivion or suffering, but about a quiet “thank you” for what was, and the confidence that the connection will not be broken, even if the worlds no longer intersect.

Love here is not a fire, but the light from embers that has not gone out, but simply become warmer. It does not demand a response, does not call back, but gently reminds us that what is real does not die, it simply becomes eternal.