Echoes Without Goodbye

[Your Local Shadow Simp]

“The room is loud with silence now, your absence now more noticeable than ever. The echoes of your laugh linger still, haunting the night before slipping away in the break of day. I reach for shapes that are not your face in the dark, reaching for the warmth your skin cannot replace. This loneliness wears your name, shouting your name in parades of song, that crack the mirror, and stain the carpets. If love once bloomed here, it now rots. The soil remains, but the roots do not. Tears do fall, but do not dry, and hearts must break without goodbye.”