No more second chances

I still hear you in the walls at night,

A quiet wrong, a fading light.

Not a voice, not quite a sound—

Just the shape of you still hanging around.

I left so gently it felt like rain,

But every drop knew how to stain.

And I, who thought I’d learned to leave,

Still wear your absence like a sleeve.

The rooms remember what we were,

The air goes cold when I think of her—

The version of me who waited, blind,

For mercy that never come.

Now even silence feels alive,

Like something buried that can’t survive.

I shut the door, I lock the past,

But some goodbyes are built to last.

No second chances. Only this:

A of love, a final kiss,

And me, still standing,

Inside the part of me that tried.

So to protect our heart,

This were we part,

Nothing left to say.

Sorry turned this way,

Past will stay we're it belongs in the past.

So to the future I must go.