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It's as if the whole world collapsed in a single moment - the mountains, the walls, and all dreams along with them. The music sounds like a cry into the void: “Don't go,” “Don't leave.” The words cut straight to the heart, as if written in blood, and the melody only emphasizes the gravity of this confession.

There is no lightness here - only a desperate clinging to love that is slipping through your fingers. The phrase “forget” sounds almost like a mockery, because it is impossible to forget what has been lived through with every cell of your being. And amid all this dramatic anguish, a simple truth slips through: sometimes even the highest mountain collapses faster than a single human “I don't love you.”