In the stillness of the night, when the world sleeps, my heart aches with an unfamiliar loneliness. Each pixel on the screen feels like a ghost, a haunting reminder of the love that stretches across miles yet remains painfully untouchable. Those late-night calls, once filled with laughter, now echo with creaks and sighs, as if the very air we share is drenched in sorrow. Is it my past that lingers here, or a darkness that seeps through our connection? I long for a touch, a whisper, but all I find is the chilling absence of what once was. Love feels like a distant memory, wrapped in shadows, where logging off isn’t enough to escape the haunting silence.
#Lon
#Lon
In the stillness of the night, when the world sleeps, my heart aches with an unfamiliar loneliness. Each pixel on the screen feels like a ghost, a haunting reminder of the love that stretches across miles yet remains painfully untouchable. Those late-night calls, once filled with laughter, now echo with creaks and sighs, as if the very air we share is drenched in sorrow. Is it my past that lingers here, or a darkness that seeps through our connection? I long for a touch, a whisper, but all I find is the chilling absence of what once was. Love feels like a distant memory, wrapped in shadows, where logging off isn’t enough to escape the haunting silence. 🖤
#Lon





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