I can still feel you—
Your touch is like a ghost,
You’re everywhere,
Suffocating me.

These walls, they scream your name,
Echoes of you in every shadow,
Your voice, a whisper that won’t die,
You’re etched into me.

I reach for you in the dark,
But all I find is emptiness, cold and sharp,
A love that slips away like smoke,
And I’m left with nothing but a choke.

In dreams, you haunt me, too close, too real,
Those eyes, that smile—everything I used to feel,
But morning rips it all away,
And I’m left bleeding out in the light of day.

I chase solace in the night,
But the stars burn, a mockery of your light.
I carry you like a wound, like a curse,
Just your name—forever, and it hurts.