my spark was gone. i stopped feeling the excitement i used to get from the things i once loved. even the simplest things started to feel heavy, and i didn't understand why. each morning, i tried to find the old me, the one who laughed easily and dreamed without fear. but she felt so far away. i tried to act like everything was fine, but deep inside, i could feel the emptiness growing. it's strange how fast things can change. one day you're full of light, and the next, you're just trying to get through the day. now it's like i'm here, but only halfway. just moving through each day, pretending i'm fine, hoping that someday, i'll find that spark again and feel like myself once more.