متن های تنهایی غمگین / بهترین متن تنهایی غمگین [پیشنهادی]

🕓 4:04 AM 🥀

Some nights, it feels like there's nothing left of me; not the smiles, not the boy who once carried a thousand dreams. I just sit there, staring at the ceiling, wondering how one heart can silently carry so much pain. Even a rose eventually withers... Maybe the only difference between the rose and me is that people notice when a rose fades, but no one notices when I do. 🖤🥀

??What made you cry
His words, his photos, and his memories That during the close of the period ! :)