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I wake up with weight
Bt not from pain
Just the heaviness
Of feeling nothing.

I search my chest
Like someone lost their keys
Bt there's no spark
No trace of warmth.

Just silence
Where love used to echo
Now even the ache
Has gone quiet.
And maybe,just maybe
If I keep pretending
Long enough
Happiness might forget
It was never mine
And decide to stay.

And if it doesn't
Atleast the light I borrowed
Kept me warm
For one more day.

— The End —