You will lose many people
along your journey.
Some slowly, without noticing.
One less phone call,
a forgotten message.
Others by choice—
yours or theirs.
Yet some
will stay with you.
All it takes is a forgotten photo tucked inside a book,
a song on the radio,
and there it is — you remember.
You smile.
You might wonder
how they’re facing their battles,
whether they’re happy.
And maybe you’ll grow sentimental,
thinking of
the battles you once faced together.
You’ll put the photo back where you found it,
turn off the radio,
and once again continue your day,
trying to shake off that feeling that along with them
you’ve lost a little piece of yourself, too…
Poem by Gabriel Garsia Markez
