Standing alone on that bridge, I caught a glimpse of something that felt all too familiar—a salt container, a testament to fleeting moments lost in the flow of time. The soft murmur of the stream below echoes the whispers of my heart, burdened with loneliness. This is the second container I've seen, a reminder that even seemingly simple things can hold deep sorrow. The girl with the umbrella from before remains a haunting image, a symbol of what I crave yet cannot grasp. I wonder if anyone else feels this weight, this quiet ache of longing that lingers beneath the surface. #Heartbreak #Loneliness #Memories #Sadness #Reflection