The walls, once witnesses to shared laughter and whispered secrets, now stand as
silent spectators to the ache within my chest. I've become a ghost in my own life,
moving through the motions with a heart that feels both heavy and hollow.

The walls, once witnesses to shared laughter and whispered secrets, now stand as
silent spectators to the ache within my chest. I've become a ghost in my own life,
moving through the motions with a heart that feels both heavy and hollow.