Only when I run so hard, I feel the wind against my face,
Only when it's crowded and loud, I find a fleeting sense of place.
You're the reason my nights are restless, my mind won't let me sleep,
And every friend around me wonders what secrets I silently keep.
Rolling through the night, no control, no end in sight,
Pouring all my strength into the void of fading light.
In moments like these, you become a shadow in my chest,
A memory too vivid to forget, too haunting to let rest.
I write, "I miss you," but the words stay unsent,
I wonder where you are, and what your silence meant.
It’s 3 a.m., I call every name my phone can hold,
Their voices feel distant, the night is bitter and cold.
Is anyone still awake? I’m alone, it’s 3 a.m.,
Fighting the urge to dial the one name I can't condemn.
I step into the crowd, I crave air in my lungs,
Searching for the dazzling, the rapid, the songs.
I laugh too loud, speak too much, the center of the round,
But it's fear, not joy, that keeps my voice unbound.
I write, "I miss you," but the words stay unsent,
I wonder where you are, and what your silence meant.

If love is shown without expecting anything in return, it is love. Otherwise, it is just a strategic move. Unrequited love is a deep feeling of attachment and care that comes from within – as if the person who loves finds spiritual nourishment in the happiness of the other person. This type of love is a feeling where one is free from expectations and only wishes to offer kindness and support to the person they love. On the other hand, if a feeling of love is shown with the expectation of something in return, it is no longer love but rather a 'strategic move' aimed at fulfilling emotional needs. In such cases, the person is not thinking about the other, but rather their own desires, acting based on their expectations. Love, in its true form, finds its real value in being unrequited; it becomes the most noble feeling when one moves away from their ego and enriches their soul.

One day, a professor comes to class with a closed box. Inside the box, there is a small mouse. The professor tells the students that he will leave the mouse in the box for a whole day, and the next day, they will open the box together to see what the mouse has done. The students eagerly wait to find out what will happen.
The next day, when the students return to class, many of them expect the mouse to have chewed its way out of the box and escaped. However, when they open the box, they are met with a surprising sight: the mouse is dead inside the box. Shocked and confused, the students start discussing what could have caused this.
Some students suggest that the mouse died of hunger. Others think it suffocated from lack of air. A few even believe that the mouse died out of fear. Each student has their own theory, but no one is entirely sure.
The professor listens to their explanations and finally reveals the truth: "The mouse didn't die from hunger, suffocation, or fear. It died because it lacked focus. Instead of concentrating on one spot to escape, it panicked and frantically scratched at every corner of the box, spreading its energy thin. If it had focused on one area and been patient, it might have found a way out. But by scattering its energy everywhere, it lost hope and exhausted itself, and eventually, this hopelessness consumed it."
This lesson is not just about the mouse but also a valuable life lesson for people. To reach our goals, we need to stay focused, be patient, and not lose hope. If we spread ourselves too thin or give up too easily, failure becomes inevitable.

@lynnskyi you had to check the car number of the taxi, a more professional approach was needed