Your name still lights up my screen,
but it’s only in old messages
I can’t bring myself to delete.
I scroll back,
pretending the past
is just one reply away.
The typing bubble never comes.
Silence
is louder than any goodbye-
it hums in my chest,
a reminder that love
can vanish without a sound.
The world keeps moving,
but I’m stuck in yesterday,
holding conversations
that only exist in my head.
If heartbreak had a ringtone,
it would be the quiet
that follows your absence.
Aug 31, 2025
Aug 31, 2025 at 2:31 PM UTC
Your name still lights up my screen,
but it’s only in old messages
I can’t bring myself to delete.
I scroll back,
pretending the past
is just one reply away.
The typing bubble never comes.
Silence
is louder than any goodbye-
it hums in my chest,
a reminder that love
can vanish without a sound.
The world keeps moving,
but I’m stuck in yesterday,
holding conversations
that only exist in my head.
If heartbreak had a ringtone,
it would be the quiet
that follows your absence.
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