We could have been the greatest story ever told. Not because our love was perfect. But because, for a moment, it felt like we had found something the world could never take away. We had the beginning. The laughter. The promises. The late nights. The plans we made without realizing how fragile tomorrow could be. We had enough love to build a lifetime. But somewhere between what we wanted and what we feared, we started drifting apart. And the cruelest part? Neither of us stopped reaching. Even as the distance grew, even as the pieces of us began to fall away, something remained between us. A version of ourselves that never got to exist. Two people who stayed. Two hearts that chose each other. A future where we made it. And sometimes I wonder if that version of us is still out there, somewhere beyond everything we lost. Still holding each other. Still living the life we never had. While here, in this reality, we're just two people floating farther and farther away. **We could have been the greatest story ever told.** **Instead, we became the story that was never finished.** --- *An original fine-art sculpture by RENIXA.* *Two souls. One impossible future. An eternity of distance.*