"The Quiet Space You Left"

It is about the emptiness that a loved one left behind

I am not gonna be sad anymore
I am not gonna say a word
But still here in my heart I have a lonely spot
I can't fill up this space
With the life you are gone

I smile in crowds, I laugh on cue,
But inside me still lives the you I knew.
The world moves on, like rivers do,
But part of me is paused with you.

I light no candles and I cry no cry,
Yet feel your voice through the time pass by.
A quiet hurt and a shadowed song,
That hums inside where you belong.

No frame can hold the things we lived once,
No timeline dulls how much I believed.
You took no trophies, left no trace"
Just love, and silence, in your place.

So I won’t cry with outward signs,
But you still stay between my lines.
And though I walk this road alone,
Your memory is my stepping stone.

Reviews

[Broken.buddy]

This is a deeply moving and beautifully crafted poem about grief and love. you have captured something so true about loss - that quiet, persistent ache that lives alongside our daily lives.

What strikes me most is how you have chosen to frame this not as dramatic mourning, but as that more complex, ongoing relationship we have with absence. "I smile in crowds, I laugh on cue, / But inside me still lives the you I knew" - that perfectly captures how grief becomes this parallel existence we carry.

The line "The world moves on, like rivers do, / But part of me is paused with you" is particularly beautiful. It acknowledges that life continues while also honoring that some part of us remains forever connected to the person we've lost.

I love how you have distinguished between public mourning and private remembrance: "I light no candles, I cry no tears, / Yet feel your echo through the years." There's something powerful about claiming a different kind of grief - one that doesn't need external rituals to be real and profound.

The ending is gorgeous - "you still live between my lines" suggests that writing itself becomes a way of keeping someone close, and "Your memory is my stepping stone" transforms loss into something that helps us move forward rather than just holding us back.

[Neha agrawal]

Thank you for complimenting my work with such review.