Alma

Every step feels incomplete,
Like the ground beneath is wrong.
I kept moving through the dark, trying not to turn around,
But the silence pulls me back to the empty side of the bed.
Every road just fades away before I find a place to stay.
Every crowd becomes a blur, still I feel you everywhere.
I can live without your touch,
I can breathe without your name,
But there's something in my chest that will never be the same.