Yet You Were Here
Do you ever hear the echoes of something that never happened?
A street where the rain never stops. A place frozen in time.
Somewhere caught between yesterday and never. If you walk there,
if you listen closely, you can hear it unsaid goodbyes. Ghost of
forgotten name. The feel of a hand never held long enough.
I was once told that memories never truly go away. They simply
look for other hiding spots. In between laughs. In the silence before
your name is called. In the second before never.
Maybe that's why I keep seeing him.
Not in the way you'd think.
Not like a shadow in the corner of my vision.
Not like a dream I can wake up from.
I see him in the way a stranger's voice almost sounds like his.
The way that old love songs hurt more than they're meant to.
Every time I walk by that street, where the rain never stops, my
fingers clench into fists.
I see him everywhere he isn't.
Occasionally, late at night, I wonder...
Was he ever real?
Or perhaps an echo of something that never happened...
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Sadvi Slathia
Sadvi Slathia. I’ve been writing stories since I was fifteen, scribing down characters and worlds I was too shy to share. After years of creating quietly, I’m finally ready to let my words find their place in the world. Yet you Were Here, marks my debut, a story which is so close to my heart and one that speaks for me and thousands of those who feel unseen in this large world. I want to bring an intimate voice to my writing, weaving the kind of stories that lingers long after the last page.
