Haunting Reminder

In the dim corners of the room, her whispers still remain,

Echoes of that gray morning when love dissolved into pain.

I see her face in every stranger, hear her voice in fleeting breath,

I wonder if she knew her heart was nearing death.

If I’d listened to her pulse, maybe she’d still be near,

But now I’m left with silence, bearing the weight of fear.

Frozen in the shadows of choices left behind,

Regret’s a heavy chain, tightening with time.

Her laughter once lit every room,

Her eyes always searching, seeking to analyze,

But I let the days blur by, deaf to her quiet cries.

Now I wander empty halls,

Where her footsteps used to fall,

Hoping to hear her ghost answer my call.

The past grips tight, a specter I can’t fight,

Whispering the truth I missed, the fading of her light.

I’d give my soul for one more breath, one more fleeting day,

To tell her I was listening before she slipped away.

In the dead of night, I close my eyes and listen,

Her joyful sighs, reminding me of what could’ve been.

Though she’s vanished from this world, her spirit will remain,

A haunting reminder of our love, lost beneath the pain.