maheydaisy

  I almost ignored that message. Not because I was busy. Not because I didn’t care. I ignored it because I thought I had time. The phone buzzed once on the table. I glanced at the screen, saw the name, and told myself, “I’ll reply later.” Later felt safe. Later felt harmless. Life continued. Work, noise, responsibilities, and small distractions took over the moment. Minutes turned into hours. Hours quietly became days. That message stayed unread. Three days later, another message arrived. This time, it wasn’t from them. It was from someone else. That’s when my chest felt heavy — the kind of weight you feel before your mind fully understands why. The words on the screen were simple, yet crushing: “They kept waiting for your reply.” I sat there, staring at my phone, replaying that moment when I chose later over now . The moment I assumed time would always wait for me. But time doesn’t wait . It moves quietly, without announcements, without warnings. The Realiz...