Wow I felt this. There is a point that you can never return to what it was and captured it well here

“Time, that patient craftsman,
molded us until we became strangers,
two travelers who share the road,
but not the destination.”

…and…

“And ours, however painful it is to admit,
ended where it had to end:
at the exact point where I stopped loving you
and you stopped recognizing me.”

There is so much weight in those lines but at the same time, it’s like it’s lifted. When it’s done, it’s irretrievable. Wow, this is…incredible

Brilliantly penned, PAR. Excellent write with amazing storytelling my friend. This is next level good, I hope I’m this good someday. Nicely done per usual. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello dearest Par this is sad but true…love does end in moments lost…it’s like a slow tide taking grains of sand with it until your castle is washed away…I don’t know how to give up on love but I do realize when if fades great write ❤️

“appreciation”
LOL.
This is a wonderfully detailed write. Perhaps it is melancholy, yet it is written very well and holds our attention thoroughly.
Well done, Paulo.

Beautifully penned, PAR. An excellent write with a catchy flow to it my friend. Nicely done per usual. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you brother! ❤️

You know this is quasi-brilliant. It’s like an updated bible of sorts. Not so much religious as it is of the human conditioning of limitations. Truly an outstanding piece of writing.

Cleverly penned, PAR. This piece is brilliantly written my friend. Truly amazing. Appreciate you.

Damian

This piece has become liturgically and surgically well-constructed.
I don’t believe in angels, but they do exist. Thank you all.

I loved how quirky this is. I kept wondering where the next passage would go.
And it does have a comic newborn superhero feel to it with all the attempts at flying.
Truly enjoyed

You’re the best, Keith!