At that very moment, my heart splintered like glass, each shard stained with memories— you, laughing—me, standing still, a statue in our shared love, now a relic of what was. I watched you smile, soft laughter, a halo around someone else's heart. Did you see my ghost sparkle in their eyes? Or was I just a fading whisper? A discarded love note crumpled in the bin— did our moments mean nothing to...