When the scent finally fades
From the pillows and covers
When I can't find strands of hair
On my clothes and carpet
When I redecorate the place
To fill empty spaces
When the profile is deleted
From all of the subscriptions
When I buy fewer groceries
Just to make meals for one
When I change the locks
Carrying the only key
When I stop checking
My phone and socials
When I stop saying goodnight
Because there's no good morning
When I stop hoping
For a dream long gone
When it finally hits me
Of how different life is
That's when I will realize
You are truly gone
Apr 11, 2025
Apr 11, 2025 at 8:37 AM UTC
When the scent finally fades
From the pillows and covers
When I can't find strands of hair
On my clothes and carpet
When I redecorate the place
To fill empty spaces
When the profile is deleted
From all of the subscriptions
When I buy fewer groceries
Just to make meals for one
When I change the locks
Carrying the only key
When I stop checking
My phone and socials
When I stop saying goodnight
Because there's no good morning
When I stop hoping
For a dream long gone
When it finally hits me
Of how different life is
That's when I will realize
You are truly gone
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