The Shape of Me

I used to fill my quiet with your name,

Every echo sounded just the same.

Now it’s softer now it’s clear,

You were the noise that taught me to hear.

The coffee’s cold, but that’s okay,

The sun still finds my windowpane.

I hum the songs we used to share,

Not to miss you just ‘cause they’re there.

Every shadow leaves a line,

I’m learning which ones are mine.

You don’t live here anymore,

But the walls still hum your chord.

Every empty space you left,

Taught me how to take a breath.

Love was never lost, you see

It just showed me the shape of me.

I don’t wait for messages at night,

Silence feels like gentle light.

The things we were, the words we said,

Now live quietly inside my head.

And though your laughter’s out of reach,

It echoes in the way I speak.

You became the part of me,

That learned to let things simply be.

Every ending finds a start,

I’m still tracing yours in my heart.

You don’t live here anymore,

But the walls still hum your chord.

Every empty space you left,

Taught me how to take a breath.

Love was never lost, you see

It just showed me the shape of me.

Maybe love’s not meant to stay,

But to carve the light its way.

Every scar, each gentle mark,

Draws the outline in the dark.

You don’t live here anymore,

But I’m not who I was before.

Every word and every tear,

Turned to something quiet here.

Love was never gone, just free

And now I know the shape of me.