Your shadow fell across my happiest day
And colored it in shades of grey

The fingerprints you left upon my heart
Are evidence of when we fell apart

I sing our song to an empty hall
The acoustics of heartbreak swallow it all

Like a well that has forgotten the rain
My eyes have dried but not the pain

I am a poet whose muse has died
Writing empty verses with tears I cannot hide

Your goodbye carved a canyon in my chest
A hollow where my love can never rest

The key you gave me fits a door that's gone
I turn it every night and carry on

The bridge we built was made of glass
Beautiful to look at, impossible to last

I am a glass filled to the brim with tears
Balanced on the edge of all my fears

Like a forgotten melody on a broken radio
Our love plays in static wherever I go

The leaves know the art of letting go
But my heart holds on through rain and snow

The kitchen table where we shared our bread
Now holds the silence of words unsaid

I stand in the ruins of everything we built
Holding nothing but a handful of guilt

The balcony where we watched the sunset glow
Now overlooks a city I no longer know

I became fluent in the language of loss
Every word a reminder of the terrible cost

My pillow is an island in a sea of regret
Where I drift each night trying to forget

Your love was a riddle I solved too late
The answer was goodbye, the prize was fate

The calendar marks the day you chose to leave
A holiday of sorrow I silently grieve

I wrapped your lies in ribbons of faith
And called it love till it became my wraith

I am a broken compass pointing to your door
Even though you don't live there anymore

Like a river poisoned at its very source
Our love was doomed from its natural course

The garden path we laid with cobblestones of care
Is overgrown with weeds of despair

Like a sundial useless in the dark of night
My love has no purpose without your light

Like a moth who loved a star too far to touch
I loved you deeply but perhaps too much

Your empty side of the bed is a country I mourn
A nation of warmth from my atlas torn

The diary knows the weight of midnight tears
Pages soaked with the ink of wasted years

The alarm clock rings but what is left to wake for
When the dream of us exists no more

The cemetery of my heart holds unmarked graves
Where hope and trust lie in silent caves

I whisper to the walls what I cannot say aloud
That losing you left me broken but proud

The fireplace is cold, the embers have died
Like the warmth that vanished from your side

Like chalk washed away by unexpected rain
Your promises dissolved, leaving only the pain

I counted stars for every lie you told
The sky ran out of stars before the story was old

Your hands once held mine like precious gold
Now they hold someone else, or so I am told

The grocery list still has your favorite meal
A reminder of a wound that time won't heal

Your name is a wound that my tongue keeps reopening
Every syllable a fresh cut deepening

I gave you the sunrise, you returned the night
A sky without color, a bird without flight

I polished my pain until it looked like strength
No one sees the cracks beneath the length

Like a library set ablaze by its own keeper
You destroyed the love that ran so much deeper

I poured my soul into a vessel called you
When you cracked, my spirit leaked right through

The kettle whistles but there is no one to pour for
Just an empty kitchen and a closing door

Like a castle built on clouds that fade away
Our fortress of love could not last another day

The thunder claps like the sound of my breaking
A storm inside that shows no signs of fading

Your smile was the trap, your eyes were the bait
I walked in willingly and discovered my fate

The bookshelf holds the novels you loved to read
Each spine a reminder of a heart that bleeds

I held the door open for you to walk through
You walked right past and took my heart with you

I am a lantern floating on a lonely sea
Carrying the light of a love that set me free to drown

Your laughter was the soundtrack of my days
Now silence fills the room in all the cruelest ways

I tried to burn your memories like old letters
But the smoke filled my lungs and nothing got better