When You Miss

When you miss someone, the quiet turns into a language only your heart can hear. Shadows stretch longer across the room, as if trying to reach toward what once filled the space. A single memory can feel louder than the world outside your window. Even the softest breeze can remind you of something you never meant to forget.

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The mornings arrive, but they take their time settling inside your chest.
Coffee tastes different, carrying an echo of conversations that once warmed your hands.
You find yourself pausing in doorways, sensing an absence you cannot name.
Moments become delicate, as though the day itself is holding its breath.

Nights are gentler but not easier, offering a silence too deep to ignore.
Stars seem closer, as if they understand the weight you carry.
Dreams turn into fragile bridges leading toward places you long to revisit.
Every heartbeat feels like a small lantern trying to guide you home.

Yet hope stirs quietly in the corners of longing.
Memories soften, turning sharp edges into something you can hold.
A new light grows where the ache once lived.
And the missing becomes a reminder of how deeply you can feel.

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