The philosophical novel "Lost."..EP4 Wait... but don't come.
Time passed without me noticing.
From the day
Become a month.
From the month
Become a year.
No contact.
No missent messages.
There's not even a coincidence.
There was only silence.
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Three years.
A long enough silence.
Will make me start to remember his voice clearly
Long enough.
Would make the whole story seem like just one of life's events.
But never short enough.
To make me forget that morning.
The morning I didn't get out of bed,
-
Sometimes I still open the same chat window.
I knew nothing had changed.
I'm still on his list.
But he
Not in my world anymore.
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I thought
Three years is a long time.
But now I know.
It's not just three years.
It is forever
Because of some silence.
Didn't happen to wait for the day to end.
It happened.
To say that.
That story.
It's really over.






































































































