Zenitsuu
Newbie
Sometimes I wonder if I'm cursed. Not because terrible things happen to me, but because everyone I become close eventually becomes a stranger. They don't always leave with reasons or goodbyes they simply fade, quietly enough to make me question whether I was ever meant to keep anyone. After a while, you stop asking why people leave and start wondering if your existence was only ever meant to be temporary in everyone else's life.
Maybe the curse isn't loneliness. Maybe it's remembering every soul that once made your heart feel less empty, while becoming nothing more than a forgotten chapter in theirs. And somehow, despite knowing how every story ends, you still find the courage to believe the next one won't.
Maybe the curse isn't loneliness. Maybe it's remembering every soul that once made your heart feel less empty, while becoming nothing more than a forgotten chapter in theirs. And somehow, despite knowing how every story ends, you still find the courage to believe the next one won't.
