The joyful tale has flipped, and its initial sparkle has faded...
What was once a monologue of love, a catalyst for happiness, has now turned into the cause of their suffering.
Love makes you light, like a soft and tender cloud.
Loss turns you invisible, like a ghost shrouded in emptiness.
This is what loss does!
Loss plays with the chemistry of things, turning happy memories into sorrow and pleasure into pain.
Loss drives a person to madness, stealing their balance...
At that point, the person is no longer the same.
Both of them remember their striving to be fulfilled by each other...
One must preserve a certain level of hunger for the things they love and wish to last.
Yet, the question still confounds her:
Does a person leave because of hunger, or because of being satiated?
What was once a monologue of love, a catalyst for happiness, has now turned into the cause of their suffering.
Love makes you light, like a soft and tender cloud.
Loss turns you invisible, like a ghost shrouded in emptiness.
This is what loss does!
Loss plays with the chemistry of things, turning happy memories into sorrow and pleasure into pain.
Loss drives a person to madness, stealing their balance...
At that point, the person is no longer the same.
Both of them remember their striving to be fulfilled by each other...
One must preserve a certain level of hunger for the things they love and wish to last.
Yet, the question still confounds her:
Does a person leave because of hunger, or because of being satiated?








