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Familiar Faces, Fading Echoes

  • Writer: Tanissha Singh
    Tanissha Singh
  • Jun 13
  • 2 min read

We shared a glance—a gentle thing,

Like rain that falls but doesn't cling.

Your eyes still kind, your smile still warm,

But shaped by time in a different form.


I laughed, you laughed—it touched the air,

Then faded softly, lingering there.

No fault, no fight, just threads unspun,

Two shadows parting in the sun.


And though I stood a breath away,

It felt like years between that day.

Not broken, just no longer near—

A closeness lost we didn't hear.

~ Sadiyah


There’s a strange kind of ache in realizing you've outgrown someone you never meant to leave behind.


It doesn't come crashing in like a fight, or collapse under the weight of blame. It's subtler. Softer. Like running your fingers through a familiar fabric and finding it just... doesn’t fit the way it used to.


We crossed paths the other day—one of those “hey, it’s been forever” moments. And for a second, I thought nothing had changed. You smiled like you used to. I laughed the way I always did. But underneath that surface, something had shifted.


Not in a dramatic, movie-scene kind of way. Just in the way time sneaks up on us when we're not paying attention. Our conversations, once fluent like a native tongue, now stumbled like a language half-forgotten.


There was no fallout. No grand goodbye. Just life doing what life does—nudging us in different directions. You stayed somewhere in the comfort of then, and I started living in the chaos of now.


But that doesn’t mean I don’t miss it.

Miss you.

Miss us.


Not in the “let’s go back” way. Just in the “I hope you’re doing okay” way.


We outgrew each other. Not because we stopped caring, but because we kept growing. And maybe that’s what scares me most—how easy it is to lose someone without losing love.


Outgrowing isn’t a villain in our stories. It’s just an ending we don’t always get to write.


But if you ever read this—if familiar words find their way to your unfamiliar life—I hope you know that our chapter still matters. Even if the pages don’t turn the same anymore.


Some echoes fade. But that doesn’t mean the voice behind them wasn’t once home.


~ Tanissha


End Credits:

-> Tanissha + Sadiyah

-> @onestepwithtanissha + @sukoon_e_kalaamofficial

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