"Some nights, I stay awake longer than I should...
Not because I'm busy, but because sleep
means another day has passed without you in it.
So I sit there in the silence, replaying memories
that no longer belong to the present. The
conversations. The laughter. The little moments
that seemed ordinary back then but mean
everything now. And the saddest part is knowing
I'm the only one still visiting those memories.
You moved forward. You found a way to continue
without me. Meanwhile, I'm still learning how to
accept that someone who once felt like home
is now just a lesson I carry alone."