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Without you, my soul has shattered like glass beneath heavy steps, every shard cutting deeper with the memory of your dance. The bed is ice, cold enough to echo my loneliness, while smoke rises from a cigarette lit by tears. This room is a grave of silence, and I bury myself in the ashes of what we were. Longing burns like a volcano inside me, relentless, molten, alive — every flame whispers your name, every ember recalls your body moving in the dark. I gave you all of me, heart, time, faith, every word spoken was a prayer that never reached you. Now the night holds me like a broken friend, and I weep where no one listens. This world has grown hollow, its pulse stopped the moment you left. Without you, I am undone, a shadow stumbling through emptiness, a heart that bleeds in silence.