The Quiet Between My Breaths

There's a silence inside me that 

wasn't there before you left- quiet 

that holds your name like a secret.

 

I move through my days, pretending 

I'm fine, but in the spaces between 

my breath, you return.

 

A memory. A voice.

A feeling that I can't shake.

 

I don't break the way I used to,

but the ache still settle in the 

background, gently yet unyielding.

 

Maybe healing isn't forgetting--Maybe 

It's learning to live with the echo 

of someone who once felt like

home.

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