Facing An Empty Space
Days blurred into each other, each one emphasizing the silence in the house. The laughter, the arguments, the usual noise was all gone.
Alex’s absence was felt in every corner. I missed the sound of his music, his banter, even his complaints.
Living in this newfound stillness wasn’t something I was ready to accept. With each echoing silence, I vowed silently to find a way back to the familiar chaos, to the rhythm of life we’d once shared.