The photographs are fading slow,
Their colors bleed to gray.
Your laughter lingers in the dust,
But time won’t let it stay.
I tried to hold the pieces close,
But they slipped through like rain.
Now every dawn just feels the same—
A whisper lost in pain.
Ashes of yesterday,
Fall like snow inside my chest.
Every memory burns away,
But I can’t forget the rest.
I trace your name in candle smoke,
It curls and disappears.
The silence hums your melody,
I drown beneath my tears.
If ghosts could speak, they’d sound like you—
Soft, but full of ache.
I’d give my breath to call you back,
But love’s too late to wake.
Ashes of yesterday,
Drift where dreams decay.
I close my eyes and fade with them,
Till night takes me away.
