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What you were to them

You were the light in the room they refused to look directly at.
Not because it hurt, but because it revealed everything else.

You were the moment before silence - -the pause that warns a person they might feel something real.
Not a memory, not a promise.
An ache that lingered too long to be shrugged off.

You were a mirror they kept covered, because to face you meant facing themselves.

You weren’t perfect.
You weren’t always kind.
But you were unmistakably real.

You were the one they believed they'd have more time with.

And now…
You are the thing they dare not name when asked,
"Who changed you?"