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Midnight confessions

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 still feel you

I still feel you…
In places I didn’t know could remember.
Like my body keeps a map of you
Even when my mind tries to forget.

Some days it’s quiet…
And then suddenly it’s not.
A song, a smell, a random moment—
And you’re there again, like you never left.

I miss you in ways I can’t explain,
Not just who you were…
But how I felt when I was with you.

I miss the pauses, the almost-words,
The silence that didn’t need fixing,
The nights that felt endless,
And the ones that ended too soon.

And sometimes I wonder…
If somewhere, somehow—
You still feel a piece of me too.
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