You turned away before I spoke,
My final words remained a choke.
I felt the breaking in your stance,
But never took the chance.
Your silence lingered in the air,
A quiet I couldn’t repair.
I watched you take the last step through,
Still wanting more of you.
What stayed after you were gone
Feels heavier as time moves on.
A love unfinished, left withdrawn—
A night with no new dawn.
A muted plea,
Still stuck in me.
I held my heart in trembling hands,
Too fragile to meet your demands.
I thought my silence kept me brave,
But now it feels more like a grave.
Each memory cuts a deeper line,
A scar you left but still feels mine.
I should’ve told you everything—
But fear clipped every wing.
I sit where you once used to be,
A trace of you still covering me.
Your warmth still clings to empty seats,
In half-remembered beats.
I whisper truth to empty space,
It never finds your face.
The echoes come, then fall apart—
Still hanging in my heart.
What stayed after you were gone
Feels heavier as time moves on.
A love unfinished, left withdrawn—
A night with no new dawn.
Too faint to save,
Too close to grave.
Your name still carves into the night,
A quiet bruise beneath the light.
I lost my chance to call you back,
Now all that’s left is what I lack.
I speak the words I didn’t dare,
But now they melt into the air.
The truth I kept behind my breath
Arrived too late—after your death.
What stayed after you were gone
Feels heavier as time moves on.
A love unfinished, left withdrawn—
A night with no new dawn.
A final tear,
Still holding you near.
After…
you.
