ㅤㅤ 𝓖𝗈𝖽'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒

Some people never leave our lives , it’s just that no one but us can see them anymore , Perhaps he returns every night , because there is still someone who hasn't been able to say goodbye to her for the last time .

Perhaps there is no woman there , and everything exists only in the mind of a man who is still living with his grief .

She neither speaks or even looks at him , she simply plays the piano softly , Perhaps this is the very song they had once listened to together, romantically .

The woman there doesn't look real , it’s as if she stepped straight out of a memory .

Sometimes, pain runs so deep that we continue to live with it even after death .

Angel fr