Title: Echoes of Absence

joviallion634

It wounds my soul when my eyes wander, Seeking you where you once stood, But finding only echoes of absence, Shadows where your light once shone. The room is dimly lit, the air heavy with the weight of your absence. I can almost feel the ghost of your presence, the lingering warmth of your touch, the echoes of your laughter that once filled this space. But now, it's only shadows and silence, a void that aches with every breath I take. My gaze drifts, searching for any trace of you, any sign that you were here, that you still are. But the walls are bare, the shelves empty, and the once-vibrant colors have faded, leaving behind a monochrome world that mirrors the emptiness in my heart. I reach out, my fingers tracing the outlines of where you used to stand, where we would share our dreams and our fears, our laughter and our tears. But there's nothing there, just the cold, unyielding surface of a reality that has been stripped of your light. The silence is deafening, punctuated only by the faint ticking of a clock that serves as a constant reminder of the time that has passed since you left. And in that silence, I hear the echoes of your voice, the whispers of your touch, the memories that haunt me, taunting me with what I can no longer hold. It's a pain that cuts deeper than any physical wound, a sorrow that weighs heavier than any burden I've ever carried. And as I stand here, surrounded by the shadows of your absence, I can't help but wonder if the light will ever return, if the echoes will ever fade, and if the wounds in my soul will ever heal.