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"You think I meant to hurt you?"
"No. That's the worst part."
Imagine getting your heart broken by a melody that was created in your image.
Inspired by the aching, haunting music of Tamino Amir, they met in spring, bloomed, and broke slowly. It's about the kind of love that doesn't end with a fight, but with distance, silence, and the unbearable beauty of having once been understood. A story of how two people become memories, and how even the sweetest voices can leave behind ghosts.
Told through quiet reflections, lingering memories, and the echo of a voice that once felt like home.
This is what happens when passion becomes poetry and poetry becomes pain.
"I kissed her with promises and left her with the softest echoes."
Also, no names or physical descriptions, so let your imagination run wild.