the sky has long turned dark again
the silence of another dreary night
a familiar feeling
a single ache of longing
her touch has imprinted on your palms
her sweet scent lingers by your nose
but it’s not real
would it be nostalgia or grief
you don’t wish to know
you…no, i have come to terms with it
those nights of longing are gone
i had long been over her
a symbol of meaning
a ritualistic pattern
a cycle of lust and depression
but you are none
you are nothing
yet i gave you meaning
took me from myself
i’ll face my past now
you are no longer a heartbreak
i’ll forget you now
but i’ll keep you still as a reminder
Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 4:42 PM UTC
the sky has long turned dark again
the silence of another dreary night
a familiar feeling
a single ache of longing
her touch has imprinted on your palms
her sweet scent lingers by your nose
but it’s not real
would it be nostalgia or grief
you don’t wish to know
you…no, i have come to terms with it
those nights of longing are gone
i had long been over her
a symbol of meaning
a ritualistic pattern
a cycle of lust and depression
but you are none
you are nothing
yet i gave you meaning
took me from myself
i’ll face my past now
you are no longer a heartbreak
i’ll forget you now
but i’ll keep you still as a reminder