𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒: 𝐀𝐒 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐕𝐄

I became the quiet between heartbeats, a slow-fading echo of what I was. Grief filled the hollow rooms inside me, turning windows into mirrors. I looked for myself, but only found the shadow of where you used to stand.