i still find your face in every memory i wish i could erase
the outline appears when i close my eyes
a sudden flicker across the surface of thought
like a hand pressed too hard against glass
i walk through rooms that no longer exist
yet you remain
a shadow carved into the furniture
a breath caught in the corners
i try to scrape you out of the silence
but the silence holds you tighter
your expression stitched into the fabric of forgetting
your absence louder than the sound of leaving
i wanted to bury it all
but the soil keeps turning itself over
and there you are again
uninvited
unavoidable
still burning through what should have vanished
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 7:38 PM UTC
i still find your face in every memory i wish i could erase
the outline appears when i close my eyes
a sudden flicker across the surface of thought
like a hand pressed too hard against glass
i walk through rooms that no longer exist
yet you remain
a shadow carved into the furniture
a breath caught in the corners
i try to scrape you out of the silence
but the silence holds you tighter
your expression stitched into the fabric of forgetting
your absence louder than the sound of leaving
i wanted to bury it all
but the soil keeps turning itself over
and there you are again
uninvited
unavoidable
still burning through what should have vanished
