It feels like... There are so many questions spinning quietly inside my mind, like shadows that refuse to fade. In the long hush of solitude, the only sound I hear Is the deepest part of me. I feel lost, trembling, blaming myself in silence, letting tangled feelings collide in a space I’ve never fully understood. Yet somewhere within that darkness, a small glimmer of faith remains a quiet belief that every wound will heal in time. At the end. we are simply souls searching for one another, hoping that our presence can heal the loneliness.