Unsent Messages

I miss you every single day, But my fingers hesitate to say. Not because I’ve lost my way, But I know—I’m not the one you’d stay. I watch the sky, it stays the same, Yet somehow, it whispers your name. I type, I pause, then backspace all, For I’m just a shadow—you don’t recall. You smile, you laugh, your world spins bright, While I fade softly into the night. Not your first, not your last, Just a ghost lost in the past.