Drift

There's a shadow where you used to sleep
A silent hum of what used to be
The light comes in but doesn't stay
It slides across the floor like yesterday
We drift like smoke across the floor
No trace of what came before
A quiet ache that doesn't end
Just echoes now, no chance to mend
The room still holds your afterglow
But time moves quiet, soft, and slow
I speak your name into the night
But only silence holds me tight
We drift like smoke across the floor
No trace of what came before
A quiet ache that doesn't end
Just echoes now, no chance to mend
In dreams, you still reach out to me
And hold me like we used to be
But here it's still and still alone
Fading light, an empty home
We drift like smoke across the floor
Still echoes now, no chance to mend