
3a.m. Thoughts
I've been tracing shadows down these hollow halls, reaching for the echoes where your laughter used to fall. Everything's displaced now, I'm standing on uneven ground, gravity forgot its pull the moment you weren't around. I still turn my head like you'll be standing there, hold my breath and search for you somewhere in the air you always had a way of filling up the empty space. It's funny how you slipped in barely making any sound, but the silence that you left behind is the loudest thing I've found. I'm missing you in ways I can't explain, in the 3 AM thoughts, in the autumn rain, in the quiet pause before my heart beats once again. You made chaos feel like coming home, made my jagged pieces something whole. Now I'm floating here with nothing left to hold, learning how to live in a world where you don't exist anymore. I want one more afternoon to sit beside you, breathing the same rhythm, losing track of time. Those meaningless talks that somehow meant everything they were the thread that kept me from unraveling. I never knew you were my anchor till you left, till I felt myself start drifting out to sea. Every road I take circles back to where you used to be. And it kills me that I've only learned to speak this ache since the day you walked away. I'm missing you in ways I can't explain, in the 3 AM thoughts, in the autumn rain, in the quiet pause before my heart beats once again. You made chaos feel like coming home, made my jagged pieces something whole. Now I'm floating here with nothing left to hold, learning how to live in a world where you don't exist anymore. They tell me time will close the gap, but they don't understand what it's like to lose the only place you felt alive. I'm still searching for you when the lights go down, still calling out your name like it's the map that leads me back somehow. If all I have is missing you, then I'll carry it like something sacred, something true. Because even though you're gone, you're still the only thing that ever made me feel like I belonged.

