I still think about that one sentence

Dear Delyara, Someone said something to me years ago and I still think about it. That’s the horrible thing about certain words. The person who said them moves on. The room moves on. Life moves on. But the sentence stays and settles into you like a little shard. It changes shape over time. Sometimes it’s sharp. Sometimes it just sits there quietly influencing how you see yourself. I wish people understood how long thoughtless words can remain alive inside somebody else.