No tears, No happiness-an unusual feeling. It's good to understand but do you know how it felt? Never imagined, never known- past to present but not in future just memories. Confused, learning, not stable but understanding. In the quiet glow of moonlight, memories come alive - soft, sacred, and eternal. These poems are a heartfelt tribute to all whose love still lingers in every step forward, not in presence, but in hope. A journey through loss, love, and the silent strength. (I hope my poems go through you like a beam painfully healing) © All Rights Reserved
7 Chapters
𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽
𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒
𝓔𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓮𝓼
𝑅𝑒𝑔𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓈
ℋ𝑜𝓅ℯ
𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓶
𝒪𝓍𝓎𝓂𝓸𝓇𝑜𝓃𝒾𝒸
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