A Glimpse That Wasn’t Enough

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Dear Jasmin ⚘,

I can't believe my next post is still about you.

After a few years, our paths crossed again.

I never thought I’d get even the slightest glimpse, yet today life decided to surprise me in its own quiet way. I’ve been carrying this silent hope for so long, wishing that one day, somehow, our paths would meet once more.

And today, it happened. Not in the way I imagined, not in the way I kept replaying in my head, but still, it happened.

I saw you.
Your car, I mean.

For a second, my heart leaped. I thought it was finally the moment I’ve been waiting for. The chance to see you, even just from a distance. But it wasn’t. It was only your car, a trace of your presence without you in it.

I stood there wondering, what if I had just waited a little longer? What if I stayed, patiently, and maybe, just maybe, you would appear? Even a glimpse would have been enough for me. Because sometimes, that’s all the heart needs, a reminder that what it longs for is still somewhere close, still within reach, even if not yet in my hands.

It hurts in the softest way. The kind of ache that doesn’t destroy you, but lingers as a quiet regret. A feeling of almost.

Yet at the same time, it gives me hope. If after years, life still finds a way to let our paths cross, even in the smallest form, then maybe one day it will happen again. And maybe next time it won’t just be the car. Maybe next time, it will be you.

With silent admiration,

Syaf Sal

7:54 PM

Beneath the same sky.



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