Run, Run, Run, Little Queen....
I find myself standing at a crossroads, torn between the past and an uncertain future. The man I thought I knew, the man I loved, became someone unrecognizable, leaving me broken and on my knees.
Now, as I try to piece together the shards of my shattered heart, I realize that understanding his actions doesn’t erase the scars they’ve left behind.
In the solitude of my pain, I turn to the one thing that has always been my salvation: my music. It becomes my voice, my refuge, capturing my heartache and pain better than any words ever could.
But just as I start to find a semblance of peace, the ghosts of Mikhail’s past begin to haunt me in the most unexpected ways, threatening to shatter the fragile peace I’ve managed to create.
I used to think love was like a firework — bright, beautiful, ephemeral. But now I know better.
Love isn’t just a light that dazzles; it’s also the explosion that tears you apart, leaving you to wonder if the pieces can ever fit back together
