@12xey3: It's a cold realization to wake up and see" that you were never looking at 'me,' but only at the reflection of the joy I brought you. I lived under the 'Hasbali' (the assumption) that your words were anchored in truth, that your eyes were a mirror of a deep, unshakable devotion. I gave you my best seasons, my brightest colors, and my .sweetest scents But 'Athari' (it turns out) you were never a gardener; you were just a bypasser. Your love was conditional on my perfection. Like a flower in a vase, I was worth your attention only as long as I remained fresh and vibrant. The moment the 'withering' began-the moment life took its toll on me and I needed your support the most-you showed your true nature. You didn't water the roots; you simply threw away the petals. You traded a soul for a temporary view, proving that you never loved the flower; you only loved the ".way it looked on your table

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