Each person comes into your life for a reason.
Some, to stay a moment then leave.
Others, to become meaningful and special to you.
Finally, there is the other type who slips into your soul almost unnoticed.
Unnoticed and silent.
They are the one you see, but never really know.
The one you care about, but don’t understand.
The one you think about, but not very often.
The one you talk to, but never really hear.
The one you loved, but never even knew it.
The silent one, is the person you passed by every day. On your way to work and appointments.
They were the quiet personally and the sad eyes.
The one behind the desk, or at the counter.
The customer you saw regularly, the cashier you went to often.
The person at your school, or job. The one who lived next door.
You never really knew them, yet they were still a part of you.
They were a part of your life like the wind and the trees are a part of you. You only notice them in passing fleeting moments.
You never take time to think about them.
They are always there.
Until one day, they are gone.
And the grass dies and the leaves fall and the person is gone from your life like a summer breezes that departs in the fall.
And everything carries on as it did before.
Except it’s different now.
Your world is smaller.
Your heart is bigger.
And your life is a bit less colorful.
We never know what we have until we loose it.
We never know what we’re missing until it arrives.
(Written by my sister)