词：A.A.F
曲：A.A.F
Food tastes bland, music lacks melody
and flowers emit no fragrance
My senses are like flickering lights gradually fading
as the world shuts its richness from my perception.
Tactile sensation becomes dull
unless it's the touch of your memory
like a phantom pain, spectral yet vivid and cruel.
My eyes turned into a gray filter
casting a faint, farewell sorrow over everything I saw.
The most terrifying thing is that I even
began to forget the exact frequency of your voice. In my mind
it is slowly fading into
a vague symbol named "once loved.".
I am gradually going offline from this world