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At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.
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I Lost You but Still Longing - Poem

 "I Lost You but Still Longing"


I lost you—
not in a moment,
but across the silence
of things we never said.

Your name still lingers
in the quiet between thoughts,
in shadows that flicker
on walls where we once leaned.

I see you
in the way light folds into morning,
in the shape of empty chairs,
in the ache of familiar places
that no longer know your voice.

My hands remember
how to reach for you
even when there's only air.

Time does not carry you away.
It folds you deeper
into the corners of me
I cannot clean out.

And still,
without expecting return,
without needing reason—
I long.




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