in the quiet spaces between heartbeats,
echoes of your absence linger,
a shadowed silhouette against memory's canvas.
fingers trace the ghost of your touch,
once an intimate dance of skin on skin,
now a spectral imprint etched in solitude.
emotions untethered,
scattered remnants of a love dismantled,
the wreckage of promises left unfulfilled.
the resonance of your laughter,
a distant echo in the hollow corridors of solitude,
haunting the vacant rooms of what once was.
each word, a whispered elegy to moments lost,
now reduced to the dissonance of silence.
a memory bank of shared moments,
now haunting of a bygone connection.