Historias de Thegirlwholovedtoomuch

She was a shadow of the girl she used to be-empty eyes that once held the sun, trembling hands that once built dreams. Loss had carved itself into her bones, leaving nothing but echoes of laughter that would never return. Everyone she loved was gone. Every name that once felt like home was now just a whisper in the wind. Grief wrapped around her like a second skin, suffocating yet familiar. The world moved on, but she remained frozen in the past, replaying memories that cut deeper than any knife. She smiled sometimes, but it never reached her eyes. She spoke, but her words felt hollow. She existed, but she did not live. Because how do you live when the people who were your life are nothing more than ghosts?