Even after you, I still survive —
What kind of life? Can I describe?
Each breath feels broken, torn and bare,
A silent ache in every sigh.
The day you left, my soul was lost,
Since then, I don't even try.
Your memories cling like winter’s wind,
In empty sheets, I nightly lie.
Without your light, the world is dim,
Who’s day? Who's night? I can't define.
Your smile still echoes in my sleep,
Its ghost — my sweetest lullaby.
I'm alone, yet never fully so…
Your shadow walks with me nearby.
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