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The night is filled with a sense of emptiness, the chill envelops the house like a lingering ghost, causing a wave of unease to bend my knees. In my anxious rush, I search for you, only to come across traces of your unmistakable departure. Questions swirl in my mind – where are you going, why are you leaving? Your presence lingers in every corner, a haunting reminder of your sudden absence.
If you had taken so much in just one day, couldn't you have also carried away your obsessions? You left behind the lingering scent and the echoes of your laughter, forgetting to take a piece of my life with you. As I engage in conversations with your photograph, grappling with melancholy, the day eventually breaks through the darkness, but my faith falters as I search for a clearer understanding of life amidst my agony.
Your departure has left a trail of a thousand ghosts behind the curtains, a reminder of what once was. If you had taken all you did in just one day, why did you not also take your obsessions? The memories of your laughter and the familiar aroma have been left behind, as if you forgot to claim a part of my existence along with you.
If you had taken all you did in just one day, couldn't you have also taken your obsessions? The essence of your laughter and the familiar scents have been left behind, alongside a piece of my life that you overlooked. You had the opportunity to carry away your obsessions, yet you left them behind. The echoes of your laughter remain, a bittersweet reminder of what once was, while a piece of my life awaits your return.