The world dimmed the day you left, a slow, creeping gray,
The sun, once warm, a stranger now, casting shadows all the way.
Your secrets, a tangled web, ensnared me in its hold,
A promise whispered, sweet and bright, then vanished, leaving me cold.

Tentative steps on shaky ground, unsure of what to find,
Lost in your absence, a gaping hole left behind.
A phantom touch, a memory's ghost, a lingering embrace,
Yearning for something real, a haven, a familiar space.

"Fight on," a haunting echo whispers, in the silence of the night,
But who's the enemy I face, in this lonely, lonely fight?
A love turned to ashes, a promise turned to dust,
Just the weight of what's not here, a crushing, silent gust.

The fighter within me slumbers, buried under layers of pain,
Secrets whispered in the dark, a never-ending rain.
Memories a battlefield, littered with broken vows,
Pushing through the shadows, with tear-stained, trembling brows.

Your ghost lingers in the air, a cruel, unsettling chill,
The mirror reflects a stranger,...