No feelings, no regrets, no love. No longing, no attachment, not even memories. I've shut everything down inside me to the point where there's nothing left to lose. No one matters. No one's leaving makes a difference. I see people, get to know them, and walk away. Without hesitation, without questions, without a trace of concern. Somewhere between existing and not existing, I lost everything; even myself. Now there's no heart left to beat, no feelings left to awaken, no past I'd ever want to return to. I don't want anything anymore. Not love, not peace, not salvation. Just absolute silence, an endless emptiness, and a heart I've silenced so completely that even my own voice can no longer reach it. I wasn't broken, nor was I healed; I've simply reached a point where nothing inside me matters anymore.

خودت خوشگل بودی ولی حرفات خیلی زشت بودن