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When Love Becomes Silence
It’s midnight. You know, this is the hour when I always find myself retreating into my own world—like Cinderella after the ball. I remember what once was, but in the end, everything dissolves into memories. And tonight… I’m writing you…

A Love Too Strong
I don’t believe in fairy tales. I never did, not even as a child. The story of Santa Claus never made sense to me, though I tried to believe in it—falsely, just to fit in. I don’t like when people…

Between the Pages of Us
Between the Pages of Us It’s midnight. You know, this is the time of night when I retreat into myself, slipping back into my own world—like Cinderella after the ball. I remember everything, but in the end, it all fades…