Not Azure, Magenta, and Amethyst

The stories once brimming with excitement now lay dormant between us, overshadowed by the silence of our growing disconnect.

It’s a strange sensation, navigating the bittersweet terrain of a relationship outgrown. Fond memories flicker like distant stars in the night sky, illuminating the path we once walked together. Yet, as we traverse the present, our footsteps falter, unable to find common ground amidst the chasm of our evolving selves.

There’s no bitterness in this realization. Only a quiet acceptance of the ebb and flow of life’s currents. We were once kindred spirits, bound by shared experiences and laughter. Now, like ships passing in the night, we drift further apart, carried by the tides of our individual journeys.