Void

One. No matter what people say about emptiness being filled, the truth is that one person's void can never truly be filled by another.

In human life, there exist certain people whose absence leaves a void that remains forever empty, like a hollow chest that echoes with nothingness.

The lover who would suddenly kiss your forehead instead of your lips—his absence cannot be filled by another man.

The beloved whose gaze held tenderness for her lover, whose manner carried a mother's affection—no other woman can ever occupy that place, not in an entire lifetime.

The ex who wrapped their arms around your legs and wept upon hearing the sound of the relationship breaking—the new person can never take their place. The one who could sense waves of profound sorrow even through your bright laughter—their void cannot be filled by anyone else in this world.

Life's necessities break old relationships and forge new ones. Yet some old things shine brighter than anything new.

Close your eyes and an old face floats up; listen carefully and sometimes a voice pierces your chest like an arrow; walk alone and someone seems to match your steps in invisible form beside you; reach out your hand and someone seems to touch your heart. Someone's memory grips your throat tight in the half-sleep of midnight and keeps saying... if you have the strength, try to forget me!

Two. People say time heals everything. I say, no! Time cannot set everything right.

Once someone you trusted with your entire being breaks that trust, you can never trust anyone that completely again. Even if ages pass, that capacity for trust will never return. Time cannot restore your faith.

The deep wound that person left in your heart—it never fully heals, not even after a hundred years. Or perhaps it heals, but the scar remains. No, time cannot completely cure your wound.

The person who abandoned you once in difficult times—trust in them will never return... not even if you give it a hundred years... no.

Some wounds don't heal in centuries, some words remain unforgotten for millennia, some memories never fade in an entire lifetime.

Giving time to time doesn't erase all wounds—some wounds flash and sting like lightning in the middle of the night, at high noon, or in the depths of a moonless night.