An empty space where warmth once lay, A sudden quiet, sharp and vast, The light extinguished from the day, A future tethered to the past. The sound of silence, heavy, deep, A weight upon the breath you draw, A promise sorrow will not keep, Against this final, blinding flaw. The world moves on, indifferent, bright, While you remain upon the shore, Gazing into endless night, Missing what you can't restore.