IKTARA. || ❪ A Diary ❫

my lost home.

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❛ I still hear your voice in the traffic,
we're laughing,
Over all the noise,
God, I'm so blue, know we're through,
But I still fuckin' love you, babe (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh). ❜

❨ to the architect of my despair', who crafted a prison of longing that I may never escape.›

to the one who ensnared my soul, ensuring that every breathʼ, every thought', would forever be bound to him.›

to the one who possessed me, body and soul, leaving me a shadow' of my former self.ʼ ❩

'✦ ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹

i remember the day his voice first touched my soul.

it was like sunrise, warm and gentle, chasing away the shadows.

his words dripped with honey, sweet and soothing. i was lost in the cadence, the rhythm that seemed to match the beat of my heart.

in that moment, time stood still. his voice wrapped around me, an embrace that made me feel seen and heard.

i craved more, thirsting for the sound that brought me peace.

every conversation, a dance of words that left me breathless.'

his voice was my haven, my sanctuary. i found solace in its depths, a sense of belonging id never known.

with every promise, my heart surrendered.

i was possessed by his voice.

in his tone, i heard home. a place where i could be myself, where love and acceptance dwelled.

a warm breeze that soothed my ravaged soul.

like a master healer, his voice tended to my wounds, stitching' together the fragments of my heart. with each phrase, my fears dissipated, replaced by nothing but a sense of safety.

his voice was a symphony of solace, a melodic balm that calmed my turbulent mind. i surrendered to its beauty, letting it fill the cracks in my soul.

,, i fell under his spell.
i craved its presence. „

in his voice, i found solace, comfort, and love. it wrapped around me like a warm blanket, shielding me from life ke storms.

his voice became my everything – my refuge, my passion, my hearts home.

and my curse.

his voice was a dagger› , slicing through my soul. every word cut deep, carving out pieces of my heart, leaving me gasping for air.

the memories lingered, festering wounds that refused to heal.

in the silence, his absence ravaged me. it was a slow-motion earthquake›, shattering my foundation, leaving me broken and lost.

his voice had once soothed my fears, but now its absence unleashed a maelstrom of despair. i drowned in a sea of sorrow, unable to escape.

i became my own tormentor, haunted by the echoes of his voice.

each passing moment ripped away fragments of my sanity.

my mind, a maze of mirrors, reflected only anguish. i was trapped, reliving the memories, unable to escape.

i grasped for shreds of hope, but they slipped through my fingers like sand.

his voice had dismantled me, piece by piece.

the echoes of his words tormented me, reminding me of what id lost.

now, im my own demon, haunting myself with every breath. his memories, a curse, tormenting me with what could never be.

im lost, forever doomed to relive the agony of his absence.

im a shadow of my former self, consumed by the void his voice left. every moment, a battle to recall my own name, my own face.

his absence ravaged my soul, leaving a hollow shell. im lost in the labyrinth of my mind, tormented by the echoes of his words.

each thought, a sharp edge, slicing away fragments of my identity. im unraveling, thread by thread, disappearing.

those siren calls are fake, promising escape from the agony.

im tempted to surrender, to let the darkness consume me.

in this despair, im reborn – a monster, forged in the fire of my own desperation. his memories, the fuel that feeds my destruction.

im haunted by the ghost of myself, the person i once was.

she whispers happiness',
now forever out of reach.

his voice, the catalyst for my downfall, echoes in my mind. a constant reminder of what ive lost – myself.

he vanished, yet somehow,

he took me along.

im lost in the haze of his absence, unable to find my footing. my reflection stares back, a strange face etched with unfamiliar lines. every heartbeat echoes his name, every breath a reminder of whats been silenced.

he left, but the void he created swallowed me whole.

in his absence, ive become a replica of myself, a hollow shell searching for its lost soul.

its lost home.

'✦ ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹

❛ Cause how could I ever love someone else?
And I know we weren't perfect,
but I've never felt this way for no one. ❜