Today I will not chase echoes. I will not search the sky for answers that never chose me. Some days silence is the only honest companion. Today is one of them. A day to be alone, one less reason to believe the word might bend differently tomorrow. I loved you in ways that emptied whole oceans, in tides that kept retuming long after the shore had already left me. But love, when it is not held with equal gravity, becomes erosion. Stone by stone, hope by quiet hope, until even the strongest difs learn how to fall. So today I sit with the stillness, not angry, not even broken. Just understanding that some questions in this life were never meant to be answered.