And then comes the moment when circumstances force us to reflect on the life we’ve lived so far...

For all those who have passed through it—friends, enemies, acquaintances... Just passersby... The pretenders who used us... The irrelevant ones who only wanted to have a good time... The curious ones... Even those who found nothing interesting in their own lives and chose to wander through ours, hoping to give meaning to their own...

Few are the “real people” who will stay close to you in a meaningful way... Who will endure you... Who will truly care for you... Who will genuinely love you...

Time judges... Sometimes it writes, and other times it erases...

And the conclusion? They are “still” here... Here, to make sure you lack nothing... They loved you for who you are... And they remain companions on your journey...

So try not to hurt them... Don’t betray them... Always hold them in high regard...

As for the intruders? They’re just peeking in from the sidelines...