Where shadows remain.

Where shadows remain.

I am glad I had her,

To see, to feel, to love—
But the wound is still open,
Still bleeding, still raw.

A decade passed,
Yet grief clings to my bones,
Each day, the memory fades,
But the emptiness never does.

I wish I had more time,
More moments,
More memories before she slipped away—
Gone too soon, leaving me behind.

I never knew how cruel the clock could be,
How fleeting the warmth of her hand,
How quickly the love turned to shadows,
And left me alone in this cold, desolate world.

Grief is my shadow,
It follows, it consumes,
A pain that gnaws and never quiets,
A reminder of what was,
And what will never be again.

In the silence after her,
I hear her voice,
But it’s fading,
A distant echo,
Mocking me for still being here.

I wish I could have done more,
Taken more pictures,
Felt her near me just one last time,
But the dark steals her away,
And leaves me with nothing but shadows.

Grief is mine now,
A love that turned to ashes,
A weight I’ll carry forever,
In this quiet, hollow space,
Where her absence consumes me.