Every time I close my eyes, I go back to the first glance— where your eyes found mine, and time dared not move. I whisper your name like an ancient prayer, carried on the wind, hoping it reaches the place where your soul now lives. I don’t just miss you— I feel your absence in every breath, in every space where your laughter once lived in the echo of your perfect smile. You became the sky vast and unreachable and I… I became the bird that never lands.