Heart breaks
Lonely, without a sound.
Not heard,
Only felt.

Days drift alone,
No conversation
To carry the hours.
Phone: silent.
No name lights the screen.
No voice checks in.

Walks empty.
Hands open.
Voice still,
Directed elsewhere.
Even the echoes
Have grown tired of me.

Doors stay locked.
A lifeless home.
One light remains
A lonely shadow
Flickering on the wall,
Moving only when I do.

The coffee brews for one.
The bed sleeps cold on one side.
Laughter is memory,
Tucked in the corners
Like dust I never clean.

Time doesn’t pass here
It settles.
It lingers
Like smoke
In a room without windows.

I talk to no one.
I answer to silence.
I smile at strangers
Who never look back.

And still,
I wait,
For footsteps
That never fall,
For a knock
That never comes.