Quiet Burden
Meghan Roth
When I’m alone, I feel her absence.
A void that stretches through the days.
A silence that speaks louder than words.
They say life goes on, yet it feels suspended.
Each day a reminder of what was lost.
The world seems dimmer, shadows gone longer.
Her memory lingers, a ghost in the room.
I reach out, only to find emptiness.
I find a glimpse of her,
Which was never there.
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