So, that is how you look like now. It’s been a while.
I see you, looking slightly different from the last time we saw each other. Or has my memory just faded?
I noticed your profile picture has changed. Finally, you’re using a picture of yourself that I haven’t seen before. I’ll never know if that picture is new or old.
What I did notice is that your hair is slightly different. As for your glasses, they seem to be the old ones. Or were you wearing the old ones when you took that picture?
A familiar realization hits me. I knew it would happen sooner or later, but the fact is that from today on, I’ll never know what you look like if you choose not to share it with the public.
I was once the first person to know what you looked like in the morning. But now, I’ve become just another person in your ‘public’ audience, only seeing what you choose to share with everyone. The curated and selected image, not the raw pictures you once used to send me.
I miss being the one who knew you the most and the first to know. I should have been better prepared for this painful reality.
Two months don’t change someone’s appearance that much, but it feels like I haven’t seen you in forever. Your figure remains in my mind, but today I realize that the “you” in my memory is the past version of you, not the you of today.
Every change in your appearance will be something entirely new to me, even if the change occurred weeks ago.
I wish I could still be the first person to know about every change that happens to you.
To be completely honest, I felt both happy and sad. I was happy to see how you look now, an update I had been waiting for. But I was sad because I know we’re no longer the two people who shared our lives with each other every day.
I never knew that such a simple change in you would affect me like this.
Because I once dreamed about us being together and witnessing you grow old with me.
It was a huge dream, and now I can’t help but let it go.
I wonder if I am still allowed to wish that I once again become someone who gets to know every change that happens to you?
