It dawned on me that I played a peripheral role in the movie of your life, just an extra passing through scenes.
Similar to a non-playable character in a video game, my presence was limited and predefined in the storyline you scripted.
In the vast expanse of your timeline, I amounted to no more than a quick millisecond scroll – here and gone in the blink of an eye.
Much like a cereal box tucked away and forgotten in the darkest corner of the pantry, or the overlooked coin buried in your wallet, I seemed to only emerge when your preferred options were unavailable.
I became that fallback, the go-to when no one else responded, the person you reached out to when the echoes of silence surrounded you.
By I.Abrego