Can We Be Strangers Again?

"Can we be strangers again?"
It’s a question born from heartbreak, silence, and the quiet unraveling of something once beautiful. It is not about forgetting, but about wishing we never remembered—about turning back time to the moment before it all began.

There was a time when we were nothing to each other. No memories, no shared laughter, no late-night conversations, no scars. We passed each other like drifting clouds, unaware of the storm we would become. And then… we met.

At first, it felt like magic—new, exciting, and full of hope. You learned my favorite songs, I memorized your stories. We became familiar. Too familiar. We went from strangers to everything in the blink of a heart. But sometimes, everything isn’t enough.

We stopped understanding. Words became weapons. Silence grew louder than voices. Promises unraveled. And before we even knew how to fix it, we were broken. Pieces of ourselves scattered across memories we now wish we could unmake.

So now I wonder:
Can we be strangers again?
Not out of anger, but for peace.
Not because I regret knowing you, but because knowing you hurts now.

Can we pass each other in the street without that ache in our chest?
Can our eyes meet without the weight of what we were?
Can we go back to the beginning—not to start over, but to never start at all?

Because sometimes, it’s easier to be strangers with someone you once loved than to carry the pain of remembering how deeply you cared.

And maybe, just maybe, the kindest goodbye is to become what we were before everything began:
Strangers.