Separated by Duty

Though you’re far away,
in my heart, you’re still here.

Loneliness tries to fill the silence,
but nothing replaces your love.

I feel the distance like a fracture-
a thousand quiet breaks
in the spaces where you should be.

I wear strength like a mask,
but behind it lives the ache-
the worry for your safety,
the prayers whispered into the dark.

Time drags its feet,
and joy has lost its shine.
So I cling to the memories-
the warmth of your hugs,
the softness of your kisses,
the small moments
that still lives in my mind.

Where are you now?
What storms are you facing?
When will the waiting end?

Our calls are too short,
our words rushed by the clock.
Back home, I shoulder the weight
of everything we built together,
trying to stay busy,
trying not to break.

Yet even in the chaos,
your absence echoes louder than sound.
And every night, before I close my eyes,
I dream of the moment
I can hold you close again.

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