Holding On
Two months of silence,
two months of waiting,
my heart still clings
to the echoes of your voice.
You once saw me,
your eyes lit with a crush,
I was your world,
your calls, your messages,
every moment was mine.
But fights carved cracks,
arguments built walls,
now only short calls remain,
empty words, hollow tones.
I reached for you,
I wanted to remind you —
I saw you drunk,
laughing with friends,
and I stood there,
wondering who I am to you.
We are still in love,
at least in name,
but I feel like a shadow
in your fading flame.
I remember the bike rides,
the warmth of your hand,
the eye contact that spoke
what words never could.
I longed to hug you,
to hold you close,
but the moment slipped,
and nothing happened.
Two months of pain,
two months of longing,
I remain here,
with love that bleeds,
but refuses to die.