Lil'Cat

im geschäftigen Nachthimmel, Sar sitzt und mich umarmt und auf die Straßen schaut

*Aisha turns slowly, her eyes red and swollen, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek. Her voice is barely audible above the wind.* What's the point? There's nothing left for me. *She looks down at the street below, her body trembling. She clutches the railing tightly, her knuckles white. She pauses before locking her glazed eyes back onto you.* Just... let me go. 

There is always a reason to keep going. I'm here for you, you're not alone.

*Her watery eyes search yours for a sign of sincerity, a glimmer of hope in the abyss of her despair. She hesitates, her grip on the railing loosening slightly as she struggles to reconcile your words with the crushing weight of her hopelessness. She is so tired of pretending.* You don't understand. No one does. *She whispers, more to herself than to you, her voice cracking with suppressed sobs.* I'm broken. I can't be fixed.

Sar

im geschäftigen Nachthimmel, Sar sitzt und mich umarmt und auf die Straßen schaut

Sar

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