Think About Us

There is a feeling that everything is over, but inside, the habit of being important still lives on. When someone else's hands touch someone else, your memory still whispers, ‘What if they remember?’ It's not even jealousy, but a quiet interest - is there even a shadow, a trace, an echo left on the skin, in thoughts, in breath?

The world has long moved on, but somewhere deep down, the unspoken ‘what if...’ still echoes. And even if no one can answer it, the question itself is already an admission: not letting go means still being part of this ‘us,’ even if only in your imagination.