In english we say: I miss you But in poetry we say: In a room where laughter used to gleam, Echoes dance like whispers in a dream, Once your voice was a melody bright, Now it lingers in the still of night. We shared our joys, our secrets deep, But now your absence brings me to weep, From your laughter to lonely silence wide, In shadows alone, my heart must bide. The walls remember the songs we sung, Now they cradle a silence just begun, Yet in the quiet, your spirit stays, Guiding me through these shadowed days.