The hallways feel different now—
quieter, as if they know we're leaving.
Laughter that once filled the air
now lingers only in memories,
like echoes of a song that’s almost faded.
Mornings used to bring familiar voices,
inside jokes, hurried footsteps,
plans made over coffee and late-night dreams.
Now, the silence settles in,
a quiet reminder that things are changing.
We mapped out our days together,
marked moments we thought would last forever.
But time has its own way of moving forward,
pulling us gently toward what’s next.
So I hold on to these memories,
folding them carefully like old letters,
knowing that even as we step away,
a part of us will always stay.
- Bharathi Senthilkumar
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