In the Afterlight

Your voice still hums beneath the rain. A whisper caught between the frames.

We were more than just a flame. But even stars forget their names.

I keep the moments in my chest like photographs that won't stay pressed.

You fade but never disappear. You're the silence I still hear. And I've been

chasing every hue. That used to burn beside you. Even when the colors die,

I see your shape in the sky. In the afterlight, I still find

you there. Drifting softly through the air. Every heartbeat pulls

me near. To the place you disappeared. Even when the well runs dry.