I will leave the door open

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I will leave the door open,
in case you wish to return,
your shadow still dwells in my dreams,
in the echo of my solitude.
The days are dressed in absence,
the nights are a silent cry,
every corner holds your essence,
and the silence weighs like a burden.
The moon looks at me with sorrowful eyes,
faithful witness of my suffering,
and in its light, my tears sound,
whispers of a lost love.
The breeze carries your name,
and in every corner of the home,
there is a trace of what we were,
a memory that refuses to be silenced.
I'll leave the light on,
like a lighthouse in the storm,
in case you long to come back into my life,
and heal this wound that won't go away.