Echoes Of Shattered Hearts

Epilogue XII

Losing Someone You Love

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It feels like time stopped and split in two,

The world is the same, yet I'm a stranger in it,

His laughter, a note now lost to the wind,

Echoes I chase but can't seem to hold.

How does light continue, bold and bright,

When a soul that made it gentler is gone?

I find myself grasping for fragments of him,

Threads in a tapestry unwoven by grief.

There's an empty chair at every gathering,

A silence that fills every crowded room,

And all the memories rush, warm and wild,

Yet they slip through my fingers, shadows of him.

Some days, I swear I can almost see him,

A shape in the corner of my eye—

I turn, and there's only an ache in the air,

A reminder of how much space he filled.

If love could build a ladder to the stars,

If tears could make a bridge through time,

I'd climb every rung, cross every beam,

To hold him, just once, in my arms again.

How do you mourn what you don't want to release?

How do you grieve what you still long to feel?

He was more than a friend, more than family,

He was woven into the fabric of me.

And now every song, every whisper, every place—

They hold pieces of him that I can't quite touch.

I wear his smile like a fragile armor,

Pretending to laugh as if he'd want me to.

But there's a hollow now that no one can fill,

A piece of my heart that aches to remember,

His spirit, a light that I carry within me,

A warmth in the cold, a flame in the dark.

I dream of the days when I felt him beside me,

Of laughter shared in simpler times,

And I wonder if he's somewhere watching,

Or if he's now part of every dawn.

So I carry him forward in whispers and glances,

In quiet moments I let him stay,

And though he's gone, he lives within me—

Along the depth of love that can't fade away.