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Your voice was like a promise of a day that never came,
I wait where morning lingers, whispering your name.
The air is cold with memories, yet soft against my skin,
Carrying the heartbeat of the life we could’ve been.
Tomorrow’s ghost, you follow in my sleep,
Through every word I meant, through every vow I keep.
If dawn should break and scatter what I’ve known,
I’ll still chase the ghost to the place we called our own.
Pages of time, unturned, unread,
Dreams of a life we never led.
Yet in my chest, your shadow glows,
The endless trace of tomorrow’s ghost.