The wind came in without a sound
It moved the shade, but not the ground
Your book was closed, your seat was clear
Yet something soft remained right here
No footsteps left, no fabric fold
Just air that knew what you once told
You weren’t lost, you weren’t near
But every edge still held you here
The corner light began to fade
Like words we chose to leave unsaid
I let the room remain the same
As if it whispered out your name
A jacket hung, untouched for days
Its weight unchanged, its shape in place
And in the curve of that still sleeve
I found a breath you used to leave
No mark remained, no shadow cast
But something lingered, long and fast
And though the breeze would never ask
I felt you through the unstained glass
It moved the shade, but not the ground
Your book was closed, your seat was clear
Yet something soft remained right here
No footsteps left, no fabric fold
Just air that knew what you once told
You weren’t lost, you weren’t near
But every edge still held you here
The corner light began to fade
Like words we chose to leave unsaid
I let the room remain the same
As if it whispered out your name
A jacket hung, untouched for days
Its weight unchanged, its shape in place
And in the curve of that still sleeve
I found a breath you used to leave
No mark remained, no shadow cast
But something lingered, long and fast
And though the breeze would never ask
I felt you through the unstained glass