When You Were Here

My heart once craved to weep, to break,

Your memory—just a veil heartache.

The world was silent, the stars withdrew,

Without you, everything felt askew.

Even my breath now holds its sighs,

Each heartbeat murmurs silent cries.

Night wraps itself in a dampened veil,

Sleep and my eyes, now locked in travail.

Even moonlight questions me with grace:

Why do bright things mourn your face?

Since you’ve gone, this is my state—

Every shadow a stranger, every thought a weight.

When you were here, words had fire,

Now each verse is a muted lyre.

My lashes quarrel with sleepless eyes,

Each dusk in your name slowly dies.

The notes are numb, the tunes all weep,

Without you, even the strings don’t speak.

Still I hear, in echoes slight,

Your leaving in the hush of night.

Mirrors now no longer show me true,

When you left, my reflection left too.

You were fragrance, now scattered and lost,

I live on, alone—at what cost?

Come back—just once, let your smile shine,

Or heal my solitude, if that be the sign.

Without you, even time delays,

The ticking clock now hides, decays.

Each day now wears an evening’s shade,

And every season weeps unswayed.

 

The breeze still seeks your laughter's trail,

Your voice, now missed by every gale.

The rose you touched in blooming grace

Still longs to breathe your warm embrace.

The ink in your letters has faded away,

Even memories have lost their way.

That sweet madness I used to chase

Now lives in nights I can’t replace.

In dreams where you would softly meet,

Even sleep now admits defeat.

Your name reaches my trembling lip—

Even prayer begins to slip.

Each song falls silent, each chord complains,

Without you, only longing remains.

What I never said, my pain now sings—

In your absence, my world unstrings.