مولد صوت AI Voice مجاني من Fish Audio

Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing enough in this relationship. Do you understand when I need my space? When I'm quiet, it's not because I don't care - it's because I care so much that it overwhelms me. I'm learning to open up more, but it takes time.

Every night I lie awake, staring at shadows on my ceiling. They move like my thoughts, dark and restless. People say I should feel better, but they don't understand this emptiness. Maybe I'm just different, maybe I'm just broken.

Sometimes I trace the outline of where you used to be, like pressing on a bruise to remember the pain. Each memory feels like glass beneath my skin - beautiful, broken, impossible to remove. I built these walls again, stronger now, but emptier.

Everything just feels... empty now. The days drag on, each moment heavier than the last. I sit here, staring at old photographs, wondering where all the color went. Sometimes... sometimes I can barely remember what happiness felt like.

The morning feels. quiet. without you. But knowing you're somewhere out there, thinking warm thoughts, makes my heart feel. full. Thank you for being. there. Even when you're far away, your presence brings me. peace. too.

Have you ever noticed how memories of you differ in everyone's mind? Some remember the laugh you shared last summer, others recall the tears you shed in winter. Each moment creates a new fragment of you, scattered across time like stars in the night sky. Strange, isn't it?

You know, sometimes I sit here wondering about tomorrow, like everything's moving in slow motion but also too fast. I'm trying to figure things out, but honestly, I don't even know what I'm trying to figure out anymore. Life's strange that way.

I sometimes wonder if the progress is just an illusion. I know I should feel more hopeful, but the medicine feels colder now, and the nights are getting longer. I'm still here, waiting for a breakthrough that feels further away with every passing day.