All I know from love is hunger—a ravenous void.

I used to be nourished by light, basking in the warmth of their glow. But now I feel hollow, as if life has trampled me, leaving me yearning to dissolve into stardust—the only way I could ever reclaim my lost spark.

This emptiness has grown, swallowing every trace of brightness. Now, I wander in shadows, like a song with no melody, like a sky devoid of color, like a star stripped of its shine.

This place once cradled me, filled with the scent of love and the promise of happiness. But now it’s consumed by darkness, a wave of crushing emptiness that drowns everything in sight. Pain and agony lurk in every corner, sadness thick as night. Breathing has become a struggle, the air heavy with despair. The dim light fades, and soon, these eyes will close.