I close my eyes and drown out
the sound of goodbye
pretending silence
is kinder than the truth
I tell myself this ache
will soften with time
that absence
is just another word for rest
but the quiet keeps your shape
lingers where your laughter used to be
and every unspoken thing still hums
a low tide pulling at my ribs
asking me to remember
what I’m trying to release
Tag Archives: loss
Last light
the sun slips between
the ribs of the pier
a small burning secret
the ocean agrees to keep
wood remembers every tide
that touched it
every weight it held
without complaint
the light lingers
just long enough to say goodbye
as the water swallows
the last light
pretending it doesn’t hurt
Seasons change
I miss you
in the quiet moments
no one else can see
folded into morning light
and woven through
the hush between words
the world spins
but I feel your absence
like a thread
tugging at the edges of my day
fragile yet constant
a quiet ache that never quite fades
I miss you in the way
the light hits the window
the way the air shifts
when the seasons change
and I am reminded
time moves but you still live
in the corners of my heart
Gravity
I counted the light-years
between your voice
and the silence that followed
even the constellations
turned their backs
as if the sky itself
could not bear witness
but a star collapsed in my chest
gravity is a stranger now
and I am learning how to stand
in a room made only of your absence
Undercurrent
missing you is a tide
pulling at the edges of my days
a constant undercurrent
that I can not fight or flee
it’s in the quiet moments
when laughter fades
when the world feels too wide
and your absence
fills every empty space
I reach for you in memories
soft echoes of your voice
the warmth of your smile
the way you made time slow down
missing you is more than longing
it’s a presence that lingers
a shadow that walks beside me
reminding me what it means
to love and lose
and keep loving still
Missing you
there are moments
when the world feels quieter
as if your absence
has softened the noise around me
I find myself reaching
for the familiar places
you once filled
the conversations we never finished
the laughter that still lingers
in the corners of my mind
missing you
is like holding onto a shadow
feeling your presence
even when I can’t touch it
the ache is gentle but constant
proof that love doesn’t fade
only changes shape
Listen
there were so many times
I held my words back
thinking maybe
they would matter to you
thinking you’d hear them and understand
but you never did
now all I have
are the words I never said
the things I thought
might change your mind
but you never cared enough to listen
I wish I had said more
not to win your attention
but to free myself from the silence
maybe then
I would have realized sooner
that it wasn’t my words you needed
it was your own willingness to listen
House of secrets
in the house of secrets
silence was its own language
the walls whispered stories
only shadows understood
and every locked door
guarded a piece of someone
you’d never fully know
we grew up there
speaking in half-truths
and learning to walk lightly
love was there
though it wore a mask
soft enough to hold you
but always just out of reach
by the time we left
we carried the secrets with us
stitched into our skin like old scars
we never spoke of them
but in every glance
we knew
When I’m gone
when I’m gone
you’ll find traces of me
in quiet moments
whispers in the wind
echoes in a familiar laugh
i’ll live in the spaces between your thoughts
a shadow that softens with time
yet in the stillness
you’ll remember
I was once here
and though the world moves on
I will remain
a flicker in your heart
Waiting
I sit by the window
watching shadows stretch
across the floor
the street is empty
the air still
and time slips away
each minute a soft reminder
that I wait for you
but you never arrive
the world outside carries on
but here I remain
hoping against the silence
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