And all of a sudden, my world went silent.
My nails got shorter,
my makeup got heavier.
Suddenly, the air got thinner,
and with each breath, I felt myself fading–
each exhale echoing the absence of you.
My voice, once composed, now shattered–
overwrought,
softening into something quieter, more careful.
I traced the spaces where hands used to be,
where infatuation once sparked,
where love once lingered.
I remain interlinked.
Our souls, still tangled in the absence of your touch–
woven together,
wrapped in the silence of what used to be.
I remain tethered to your memory,
a shadow that lingers in the cracks of my character,
fractured by the remnants of what I once was.
My days start blending into one,
a blur of moments slipping through my grasp.
I reach for the pieces of myself,
scattered in the spaces you left behind,
trying to rebuild what was once whole.