heal without you??
Every night, as I lay my head on the pillow's embrace,
I whisper to myself, finding solace in the dark space,
"I am strong," I repeat, with a flicker of resolve,
For I've endured another day without you, my heart's absolve.
The ache lingers, the void of your presence profound,
But I gather strength, finding footing on uncertain ground,
With each passing day, I learn to navigate the pain,
Holding onto the hope that someday it will wane.
In the quiet of the night, as tears may silently flow,
I remind myself that I have the resilience to grow,
Though the longing remains, a constant companion by my side,
I find strength in the knowledge that I have not yet died.
For every day without you is a testament of my might,
A testament that I can face the absence, endure the night,
I hold onto the belief that healing will come in its own time,
And until then, I carry on, one step at a time.
So, as I rest my head upon the pillow, weary and long,
I whisper to myself, believing that I am strong,
For each day that passes, I prove my resilience anew,
And I hold onto the hope that one day, I'll heal without you.