Absence of Her Presence
Eternal Echoes: Navigating Love's Silent Symphony
Lyrics
I looked into the secrets of her soul
I delved into the hidden depths of her inner self
My heart sang like a springtime melody
My heart expressed joy akin to a lively springtime tune
I've not known how to tell her what I've known
I struggled to communicate what I've come to understand
Now the absence of her presence is a part of me
Now, her absence profoundly affects and defines a part of who I am
I've grown used to hurting holding back the tears
I've become accustomed to pain, suppressing tears
That should've fallen freely sitting close to her
Tears that should have naturally flowed while being near her
It's not as if she'd covered up her ears
She didn't intentionally ignore or block out my feelings
Or would not care to understand
She might not have comprehended or cared to understand
Oh the absence of her presence is a part of me
The void created by her absence has become an integral part of me
Sounds without her voice won't leave the silence
Without her voice, the world seems soundless and empty
Not seeing her is all my eyes behold
My sight is limited to not seeing her; she occupies my thoughts
Her leaving has a way of staying with me now
Her departure has a lasting impact, lingering in my consciousness
And the absence of her presence is a part of me
The absence of her presence remains intertwined with my being
The summer sunsets fade to falling leaves
As summer fades, and leaves fall, the cycle of change reflects in life
The autumn wind brings word of winter snow
The autumn wind signals the arrival of winter, symbolic of love's cooling
Though love grows colder in my memories
Despite love losing warmth in memories, my thoughts persist in the past
My memory's the place I go
My memories serve as the place I revisit, holding onto the past
Sounds without her voice won't leave the silence
Even in the absence of her voice, silence prevails, echoing her absence
Not holding her is clinging to my bones
Not having her physically is akin to a deep, internal longing
Her leaving has a way of staying with me now
Her departure continues to affect me, becoming an enduring part of my existence
And the absence of her presence is a part of me
The void left by her absence is an inextricable component of who I am
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