مولد صوت AI مجاني Hunt من Fish Audio

Sometimes I feel like I'm floating between moments, like water moving through time. Each breath connects me to something bigger, something beyond words. It's in these quiet spaces where I find the truth of who we are becoming.

Sometimes people tell you to just move on and forget, but that's not how healing works. Because when you try to forget something painful, it stays inside you, getting bigger. You have to look at it, feel it, understand it. That's when real healing begins.

In this version of tonight, the stars aligned differently. Your hand found mine without hesitation, and time stood still. We didn't count the maybes or collect what-ifs. Here, in this moment, we were brave enough to stay, brave enough to begin.

Listen carefully, I've discovered a new strain of muhy in these ancient scrolls. They're quite lively, but I've developed a special paste to keep them contained. Don't tell anyone, but I find them rather fascinating while I'm recopying the texts.

Morning, uncertain. Children, waiting, distant. Home empty, silence. Perhaps tomorrow, family gathering. Time passes, memories, fading. Steps, echoing, alone. Kitchen, cold, waiting.

I just found this poetry let me just read it for you "you are the other woman" her friends press "do you need not feel bad?" they ask, "of course I do but sometimes feeling desired is stronger than the guilt for moments at least it doesn't make it right just makes it complicated".

Hold me in your arms, these arms and these arms. Touch me with your hands, these hands and these hands. Feel my heart beating, this heart and this heart. Well.

Sometimes I wonder about the way people smile at each other, passing by like shadows certainly, because there's something beautiful about it, even when it makes my heart feel strange and distant, you know what I mean?