Fading Echoes
Once, my foolish words would spark a smile,
Every empty tale was precious for a while.
She’d listen, laugh at my nonsense lines,
Like they held secrets or hidden signs.
But now, even “hello” feels like weight,
A sigh meets my words as if it’s too late.
Gone are the chuckles, the gleaming eyes,
Now just “hmm” sits between us and sighs.
I miss the days of simple grace,
When silence was rare in that loving space.
Yet here I am, with all these words,
Silent echoes now left unheard.
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