You Vanished Somewhere

You left…

just like that—

like morning dew fading

without warning, without farewell,

leaving only a silence

that echoes endlessly within me.

You never told me why.

Where did you go?

To whom did you belong more than me?

Back then, a flicker of anger burned—

How could you walk away so coldly?

And along with that,

a shadow of regret crept in—

Why didn’t I stop you?

Why was I so powerless

watching the one soul I called mine

slip away

while I stood frozen in my love?

My heart still asks,

over and over—

Was my love truly so incomplete

that you could walk away from it?

In that moment…

only you

could have held this heart together.

One embrace,

one smile from you—

perhaps it would have healed everything.

But where were you?

You had already vanished—

beyond my gaze,

beyond this city,

beyond the reach of even my dreams.

You had dissolved into the ether,

like a familiar scent

that I can still sense in the air,

but never hold in my hands again.

I searched for you—

in every lane we once wandered,

by the old café window

where you read your books

and I read your eyes.

But how could I even find you?

You left no trace,

no letter, no promise,

nothing but memories

that pierce my chest

with quiet precision each day.

And now,

as night descends,

solitude deepens—

I whisper to the stars,

“Have you seen my beloved?”

And to the wind I plead—

“If you brush past them,

carry my broken breath to their ears.”

I do not blame you.

Perhaps you were already breaking…

or perhaps I failed to hold you

the way you needed.

Still—

every breath I take

bears your name,

and every heartbeat

is a silent prayer

for your peace,

wherever you may be.

And if someday,

a thought of returning finds you,

don’t wonder if it’s too late…

This heart—

still beats in the same place,

still waits

at the very bend

where you left me,

without a goodbye,

without even one final smile.