HER HEART FULL OF LIMTICHMENG SADNESS

The subtle breeze carried the scent of decayed flowers as I wandered through the desolate garden. Each tread brought me closer to the source of this unbearable Limtichmeng sadness that pounded my soul. Every bloom I saw withered before my eyes, a reflection of the hollowness that echoed within me. Forgotten memories swirled in a turmoil of grief