The way you lit me up
Changed my mood with just a glance,
Made me smile, made me dance.
For a while, we had our chance.
The foods we shared, the songs we’d play,
The moments where we found our way—
Life, for once, felt bright and new,
A world where I could breathe,
All through you.
But dreams, like fragile glass, can break,
And all too soon, I lay awake,
Alone in bed where you once lay,
The warmth of us now swept away.
Most nights, sleep won’t come to me.
I close my eyes and there you’ll be
A fleeting glimpse I cannot flee.
The songs we loved now sound so hollow,
The meals we shared are hard to swallow.
Losing you was more than sorrow.
I let you in, revealed my truth,
But I was just a toy to use.
Yet losing you was more than pain
I lost my spark, my fire, my flame.
A part of you still lingers near,
But the man I was just disappears.
Mistake by mistake, the mess unfolds,
A life without you feels so cold.
The songs, the food—all bring me pain,
The books you shared are marked, are stained.
But as I read, I feel your grace,
A fleeting echo, a soft embrace.
So…
I read the poems you used to share,
And for a moment, you are there.
But when the last page turns, I know
I’m done.
Yet you’ll disappear just like dawn.
So I start again, where it began
The very first book, with trembling hands.
Reading and reading, page after page,
Holding our memories, locked in a cage.