I find it so sad

I find it sad that you could believe you're forgettable, when somewhere out there, someone may be carrying your memory so gently.

Someone thinks of you when a song plays. Someone mistakes strangers for you. Someone still remembers the little things you thought no one noticed. Someone whispers your name in prayers, hoping you're safe.

Someone may be holding onto memories of you because they're too precious to let go, even when they're painful to revisit.

You may think your existence means nothing to anyone, but you never know whose world you quietly changed.

And if you haven't met that person yet, maybe it simply hasn't happened.

Let it unfold.