Currently listening to: Nothing Compares 2 U – Sinéad O’Connor
Preface: … wait for me…
Big D and I have been tethered to each other since we were teenagers—an invisible thread that’s stretched, frayed, tangled, but never quite snapped. We came of age in Minnesota together, ran in the same circles, knew the same late-night diners, and built a mosaic of memories that quietly refused to fade with time.
Even now, as adults on different paths—he’s married, I’ve moved across cities, jobs, and social media platforms—we still talk. Our conversations are most often light—K-pop comebacks, skincare routines, which K-beauty product is actually worth it, and which K-drama wrecked our sleep schedule last.
And yet, every year, without fail, he’ll slide into my DMs with the same message: “Happy anniversary,” followed by a grainy screenshot from our Facebook archives—a relic from our inside joke days, a moment frozen in digital amber.
I don’t even get the reminders anymore. I disabled my Facebook a while ago and moved on to IG. But he never forgets. He keeps the flame alive in his own way.
And in that moment, I pause—just long enough to wonder if, in some parallel life, if it would have worked out if we ever got the timing right…
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