The Silence That Remembers You

I keep returning to the night you walked away,

your shadow fading slow like a whispered prayer,

and still my heart repeats the things I couldn’t say.

The moon was quiet, watching us betray

every promise we once tried so hard to wear.

I keep returning to the night you walked away.

Your name still lingers in the light of day,

soft as the wind moving through an empty chair,

and still my heart repeats the things I couldn’t say.

I trace the moments when we tried to stay,

then watched them fall apart in the cold night air.

I keep returning to the night you walked away.

Your memory holds me even when I stray,

pulling me back with a weight I still bear,

and still my heart repeats the things I couldn’t say.

The past keeps calling in its quiet, aching way,

reminding me of every truth we didn’t dare.

I keep returning to the night you walked away,

and still my heart repeats the things I couldn’t say.