It's frightening how easily people change, how someone who once knew your silence, your laughter, your scars, can suddenly look through you like you never mattered. One day they're your safest place, the next they're a distant memory that still knows how to hurt. Losing someone isn't always about goodbye; sometimes it's about watching them stay alive in the world, yet become a stranger in your heart, leaving questions, echoes, and a quiet ache that never fully fades.