Some moments stretch beyond time. They do not belong to a clock or a calendar, they exist in their own quiet eternity, etched into us in a way that nothing else is.The way the air felt on a perfect evening, the sky painted in colors too beautiful to last. The pause before a first kiss, where the world held its breath. The last time you saw someone, not realizing it was the last. A conversation so deep, so effortless, it blurred the edges of time.These moments do not fade. Long after the days they belonged to have passed, they remain vivid, untouched by the forgetting that erases so much of life. A scent, a song, a familiar street can bring them back in an instant, as if no time has passed at all.Maybe we cannot hold on to time, but we can hold on to this, to the moments that felt endless, the ones that shaped us, the ones that live inside us long after they are gone.Because some moments do not belong to the past. They live in us, unchanging, forever.
I forgot about those for a long time, the modern life had made my whole life as it was a waiting for a takeaway sandwich.