Sometimes I wonder about that special person I once knew and is no longer here: What became of your life? Where are you now? Are you happy? And then, a deep melancholy overtakes me, drowning my thoughts in the aching question: What if everything had been different? The emptiness of forgetting, and the bitter yearning for a memory that will never return feel like a gentle, cold breeze brushing your face in the middle of an indifferent night— or like a sad melody played on the بالابان... so near, and yet so far; as if their image still lived in your heart, yet slowly slipped away into silence. And despite it all... it feels as though it was meant to be this way since eternity— condemned to remain as a sweet and ghostly sigh amidst a desire that was never fulfilled. ✍️🏾