STILL LOOKING FOR YOU..
I hate that I still check my phone,
like maybe this time, you’ll text back.
Your name still sits in my chest,
like a wound that never learned to fade.
Every night, I talk to your silence,
asking questions you’ll never hear.
The memories replay like old songs,
and I still hum along, even though they hurt.
You left so quietly,
but the noise you left behind never stopped.
I still wear the ache like perfume,
hoping you’ll recognize the scent.
Maybe I’ll heal someday,
but tonight —
I just miss you,
and that’s all I know how to do.
