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Your shape still carved in cotton folds
I laid beside it till it cooled
No scent remains, no trace in thread
But still I move where you once slept
No alarm was ever set
Still I wake in quiet debt
Still warm in the sheets, not long
Your absence played soft, not wrong
No fight, no cry, just hush and air
I turn, but never find you there
The pillow dipped, the duvet loose
Like words we let go without use
I never learned to make it neat
Only learned to lose that heat
No dreams to chase, no night to mend
Just this fold that doesn’t end
Still warm in the sheets, not long
Your absence played soft, not wrong
No fight, no cry, just hush and air
I turn, but never find you there
The blanket holds what I can’t keep
You slip again in shallow sleep
Still warm in the sheets, then gone
As if you were just withdrawn
But I know warmth fades with time
And you were never fully mine
