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Every story has its end, and not all endings are happy. Perhaps I was mistaken in envisioning a future with you. I recognize that nothing can be altered now, despite stepping forward with scars, I still prevail. There's a lingering thorn in my side, draining me like ink - life isn't always as rosy as painted. I acknowledge my imperfections, yet pledge to never look back. The hatred within me remains unquelled, my being empty, devoid of emotions. While professing strength, I dwell in an abyss, for my heart is shattered and irreparable. Tears have abandoned my eyes, but the burden of this weight that binds me calls for release. I find myself questioning reality, doubting the existence of love I once believed in. Promises revealed as lies, silence echoing deception, time fading memories, life an ongoing battle. Unable to alter my desolate landscape, I cling on, bound by some pact with destiny. My wounds fester, refusing to heal, leaving me misunderstood and voiceless. Decisions loom - to forget or endure. Despite efforts, I hold on, once thinking you could be my everything. Though mistaken before, this time feels different. Your worth exceeds my reach, and I may never convey the depth of my sentiments. Reckoning with disillusionment, witnessing magic crumble, the embers of hope extinguished, rage and hate linger in its wake. All this chaos, for it has come to an end - leaving us like extinguished lights in the darkness.

In the absence of a happy ending, reflection reveals a missed chance, a road not taken. The fault lies with me, complicit in my silence. Admitting guilt, acknowledging mutual wrongs, weariness seeps in with love gone awry. Yearning for nostalgia, drowning in remorse, pledging to move forward while haunted by the past. Each day brings regret, a first for me, as I grapple with the desire for change. Once branded a coward for surrendering, self-loathing festers within, shaping my identity. Lost amidst the masses, I too endure suffering, devoid of divine prayers, reliant solely on my shattered self. People lost, time squandered, dreams shattered beyond repair - a price too steep to pay, even with all the riches in the world.