I wonder if you know
how the mornings feel without you,
how the light crawls in,
hesitant,
as if unsure of its welcome.

I wonder if you know
the sound of your name in an empty room,
how it lingers like dust
caught in a beam of sun,
hanging there,
weightless but everywhere.

I wonder if you know
that the silence between us
is louder than words,
a space too wide to cross,
yet too close to ignore.


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