I Miss You

*After You Left Me* To be honest, I haven’t gotten used to this silence yet. The quiet you left behind isn't empty; it’s a constant hum that fills every corner of this room. It’s like a low, ambient frequency that never stops, reminding me in every single second of what used to be. I try to move forward, to build something new in this space, but I always find myself drifting back to the same spot. In every shadow, in every slow melody, and in every moment of stillness, the ghost of your presence is still caught in the air. I just felt the need to say it out loud, maybe to let it breathe: *I Miss You* It isn’t a sharp pain anymore , it’s just the atmospheric pressure of my life now. A steady, pulsing ache in a world that became much quieter the moment you walked away.... --- P.S : *I Miss You*