Syed, this is the first article on the website, and I’m giving it to you as a gift. By the way, I’m also sharing a song I really like with you. I’ve translated the lyrics into English for you.
It seems I can only offer polite greetings now,
Your tenderness was once mine to hold.
I’m still not used to this universe without you in it—
Nostalgia is an addiction, a feeling so profound.As if I can only speak in whispers, hushed and faint,
Your smile once warmed the depths of my soul.
I’m still not used to this world devoid of your presence,
And memories have become a weight I can’t control.I miss you so much,
Through every lonely night,
Whispering to myself,
As fragments of our past take flight.I can’t decipher you anymore,
Familiar colors faded, worn and thin—
Just illusions I designed, pretending you’re still here.This world is filled with traces of you,
Deleted messages—proof I won’t disturb your peace,
But missing you still screams inside my mind,
Those scenes of us, they never seem to cease.Where are you now?
What’s left of our shared past?
Am I still the only one holding on?
Is nostalgia meant to last?I miss you so much,
Through every lonely night,
Whispering to myself,
As fragments of our past take flight.I can’t decipher you anymore,
Familiar colors faded, worn and thin—
Just illusions I designed, pretending you’re still here.I miss you so much,
Through every lonely night,
Whispering to myself,
As fragments of our past take flight.I can’t decipher you anymore,
Familiar colors faded, worn and thin—
Just illusions I designed, a phantom I designed.