The Night We Became Ghosts

That night,
we didn’t speak of leaving
We folded our silences
like old letters
and placed them between the pillows
You touched my face
 like you were memorizing the absence
 that would come after
And I watched you become less
Not vanish—
but fade,
like a shadow stepping away
from its source

Terlambat

Sepasang tangan penuh luka sayatan Penuh darah bergelimangan Memegang ikatan tali derita Bak sebuah sayap yang enggan lepas dari rantai … More