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I keep the lights low, like the room is shy,
Like it's saving its breath when the evening arrives.
Your name is a moth on the edge of my mind,
Soft-winged regret that refuses to die.
I fold my day into neat little squares,
Make tea for two-then remember I'm spared.
The quiet is kind in a brutal way,
It doesn't lie to me. It makes me stay.
And I swear I'm okay-then a song goes by,
And the world turns tender, and I don't know why.
Your touch still lives in the seams of my skin,
A ghost of a lover I can't let in.
I'm learning a lovely life alone,
But some nights love feels like a stone.
I breathe in the space where you used to be,
Hold my own heart like a sanctuary.
Loneliness hums in a minor key,
And I sing it softly... so it won't swallow me.
I water the plants by the window pane,
Watching them lean toward a light I can't name.
They don't ask why the seasons hurt-
They just keep reaching through the dirt.
I find little miracles, small and slow:
Fresh sheets, warm sun, how the mornings glow.
Still, every blessing has a shadow stitched-
'Cause I loved you once, and the thread still grips.
If healing is real, it's not a straight line-
It's a door half-open, then closed in time.
Your touch still lives in the seams of my skin,
A ghost of a lover I can't let in.
I'm learning a lovely life alone,
But some nights love feels like a stone.
I breathe in the space where you used to be,
Hold my own heart like a sanctuary.
Loneliness hums in a minor key,
And I sing it softly... so it won't swallow me.
Maybe I miss who I was in your hands,
The girl who believed in forever plans.
Now I speak to the mirror-gentle, sincere:
"Come back to yourself. I'm still here."
So I light a candle for all I outgrew,
For the dreams that broke-but made room for truth.
If love was a ocean that taught me to drown,