She left the room,
Maybe forever.
But her shadow stayed,
Faint but there.
I felt the presence,
But it was never enough.
Something in me just held on,
If not her at least the last glimpse I had.
I wished it was all a dream,
I wish I would wake up.
She left me alone,
But her shadow was always loyal.
Jul 11, 2025
Jul 11, 2025 at 2:31 AM UTC
She left the room,
Maybe forever.
But her shadow stayed,
Faint but there.
I felt the presence,
But it was never enough.
Something in me just held on,
If not her at least the last glimpse I had.
I wished it was all a dream,
I wish I would wake up.
She left me alone,
But her shadow was always loyal.
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