Water

Life takes different paths for different people - some have children and mortgages, others have tours and suitcases under their beds. But as soon as a notification with that name appears, everything inside clicks: time rolls back to those days when the future was not yet divided into ‘you’ and ‘me.’ They seem to be adults, busy, with schedules and Zoom calls, but they still laugh the same way, still miss each other the same way. Only now, instead of parties together, there are missed calls and voicemails with the phrase ‘try calling me.’ And yet, love remains, like water that changes shape but does not lose its depth.