I've spent countless nights staring at empty walls, wondering if anyone would notice if I disappeared tomorrow. The world spins madly on while I remain frozen in my solitude, watching others find their happiness in shared moments I can only dream of. If you care about me, maybe I will bring heaven to you - because those who know true loneliness understand best how to make someone feel loved. I would transform every tear you've shed into stardust, simply because I know how it feels to wish upon stars that never answer back.

The memories still linger, like echoes in an empty room. Your face, your laugh, your promises - they used to mean everything to me. But now, they are just ghosts of what could have been.

Alright, buckle up for my story – let's call it "The Unseen Caretaker." So, picture this: I'm the kind of person who always ends up on the sidelines, like a backstage crew member at a flashy concert. No spotlight, no applause – just me doing my thing without anyone batting an eye. But here's the kicker – I've mastered the art of caring.

So, let's start the story. It began in September 2023 when I started running out of ideas and stories for my future artworks. This was triggered by several things, including matters of the heart.